Xiao Changyi said, "Even if I leave the child with him to raise, he would manage to make time for the child despite his busy schedule."
An Jing: "..."
After a long silence, An Jing finally spoke again, sounding aggrieved: "Do you despise our child that much? The child isn't even born yet, and you're already thinking of handing him over to the Emperor to raise?"
Xiao Changyi quickly embraced her tightly in his arms and patiently explained: "I don't despise our child. It's mainly because I want to have a world with just the two of us." He paused, "If you don't want to let others take care of the child, then we will take care of him ourselves."
An Jing immediately smiled and hugged him back: "As long as you don't despise the baby! It's our child; of course, we should raise him ourselves!"
"Hmm," Xiao Changyi didn't dwell on the idea of a world with just the two of them anymore; as long as his wife was happy, that was enough for him.
