Zhang Lin pushed away Wu Xia, her eyes deep as she looked at him.
"I'm serious, I just want a child, a child of my own!"
"Wu Xia, rest assured, I don't want to use a child to tie you down. I just simply want to bear a child, to ask you for a seed, that's all!"
There was no tenderness in Zhang Lin's tone anymore, but rather a serious and solemn demeanor: "Our place has already issued a new regulation, women can have children without needing a man, and the people around won't say anything!"
"Out of all the people I know right now, you are the most suitable!"
"And I love you!"
"I want a child that belongs to my lover, even if this lover has already left me."
Wu Xia was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.
He had once thought of having all the women he loved bear children for him, to carry on the Wu Family line.
But ever since his strength had improved, and he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the breakthrough for ascension, Wu Xia had abandoned that idea.
