"Don't let me see it happen again." Ding Long warned.
Ding Jinshi picked up the chopsticks, grasped the golden fried egg in front of her, glanced at Ding Long, and smiled, "What can you do about it? Didn't you say you don't mind having a deformed, unhealthy child? That's right, Ding Long, you want a child, and there are plenty of women outside who are, no, scrambling to give birth for you. Ding Long, how about we strike a deal? You see, you're eager to have a child to carry on the family line, while I don't want to give birth. Why don't you go find a woman outside to give you a son. If you don't want to divorce me and bring their mother and daughter here, then just bring the son back here. Rest assured, I might not care for or look after your son, but I certainly won't be a wicked stepmother and bully him. If you're uncertain, you can hire a couple of nannies to take care of him."
