Rasambo is an ancient Blood Clan, they don't even submit to the upper-class nobles in the US, so how could they obey Qin Ruan internationally?
Upon hearing Qin Ruan's response, Sir the Third seemed taken aback for a moment.
Qin Ruan's gaze was overly serious. Sir the Third shook his head with a smile, patting her head, "What on earth are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking of how to protect the baby." Qin Ruan lowered her head, gently touched her belly, "Donald threatened me with the baby today, so I want him and the entire Rasambo Family to protect the baby for the rest of his life."
Huo Yirong could not help but interject, "My little sister, aren't you daydreaming a bit?"
Qin Ruan glanced at him and didn't bother to explain.
She was staring at Sir the Third, eager to hear his opinion.
Sir the Third sighed softly, asking her, "Are you sure?"
"More than 80% sure, but the methods are somewhat disgraceful." Qin Ruan slowly lowered her eyes, as if she felt very ashamed.
