"No," Nian Junting refused with a cold voice. "I already have a girlfriend.
"How dare you mention your girlfriend?" Nian Qingyun, who had taken a beating, was just looking for a way to channel his anger. "Things became like this because of her!" He said, "You have to be responsible for Shuangwei. That is the only solution."
"Brother, Junting is your only son," Nian Junting's uncle couldn't help but remind him in a low voice. Nian Junting would never have children if he married an infertile woman.
"He can adopt children." Nian Junting's father closed his eyes with bitterness that he could not express. "Don't you have a son? Our Nian family will surely have an heir."
Leng Zhe was beyond tolerance. "Enough!" he said. "Do you think I want Shuangwei to become a part of your family? You people make me sick."
"Leng Zhe, calm down." Jiang Qifei sobbed. "Shuangwei has really liked Junting this whole time."
