"Think it through. This is Tang Mengying's child, the Tangs' child," Li Sicheng's voice was very low, as he reached out to caress her hair. "This family's ungrateful gene is stronger than you think."
Su Qianci tightened her grip and looked up to him. "At the beginning of a man, his nature is good. I think that the environment is more important than the so-called genetic influence. We'll educate him well and make him the kid of the Li family, right?"
"You want him to call you mother?" There was a little bit of reluctance on his face. He gazed at her with a pair of deep eyes, whispering, "When he grows up, he may hate you and hate us for harming his biological mother and the Tang family. When he is older, he may want to look for his own biological mother. Is that OK?"
