Lu Yang's words were emphatic and final.
Certain and confident.
Tan Zhongyong and Xue Zhenmei were overjoyed.
However, having a child was not the goal.
Having a son was the core issue.
Therefore, Xue Zhenmei glanced at Tan Zhongyong.
Tan Zhongyong could not wait, regardless of Lin Qingxue, Bei Ling'er, and his two daughters being present, and asked eagerly, "Lu Yang, we want a son. Do you think there's any way to make that happen?"
"Uncle Tan must have tried plenty of folk remedies and even so-called high-tech medicinal guidance, right?" Lu Yang asked with a smile.
"Indeed we've tried them, but to no avail!" Tan Zhongyong admitted without any embarrassment, nodding his head in agreement.
His quest to have a son was no secret to his daughters.
The only bottom line was that if it wasn't a boy, it had to be terminated.
And in this regard, he had terminated more than ten pregnancies.
So sometimes, Tan Zhongyong couldn't help but wonder.
