Li Yunqiao had thought about this issue. Lu Fengzhen is still young, and he was already forty-five. If there were to be a child, it should be born. Although he already had four children, none were born to Lu Fengzhen.
Even if he had confidence in his children, and in the future, they wouldn't ignore Lu Fengzhen, but if she wanted her own child, he agreed.
"Mom, if there's a child, of course, I'll keep it. I can still afford to raise them."
Aunt Wang was really relieved now. "Yunqiao, I'm not trying to stir up trouble, but I just feel that a child of one's own is always closer."
"Mom, I understand what you mean. It's just that I'm not young anymore, and I don't know if I can still have children. If it turns out we can, we'll definitely raise them."
