He looked at Rong Ying, gazing into her eyes filled with hope, this question, stuck in his throat, never to be asked.
He could probably guess Rong Ying's feelings.
Her feelings towards the child and him had always been complex and contradictory.
On the one hand, she wished for the child to be destroyed; on the other hand, she longed for the day the child would be around her calling her Grandma.
That must be why she prepared the longevity lock for the child as soon as she heard Qiao Xue's words.
After a long time, he finally said softly, "Alright."
Seeing that Lu Moqing did not refuse, a hint of delight appeared on Rong Ying's face.
The next second, Lu Moqing rose from the sofa, turned his back to Rong Ying, and said:
"I thank you on behalf of the child."
After finishing, he walked towards the door.
"Moqing!"
Rong Ying called out to him, and Lu Moqing stopped but did not look back.
"Will... will you forgive me?"
