Feng Sinan did indeed need a son. It was not because he liked sons, but because the wealthy and powerful families needed a son to be the successor of the Empire.
For example, Su Anguo was already a noble, but how many years could he last? He did not have a son, and only had a daughter, Su Xiaoying. How pathetic was that?
Feng Sinan put one hand into his trouser pocket. He was wearing a black shirt of fine quality. He was young, wealthy, handsome, and noble. Without batting an eyelid, he curled his thin lips, “Is it something you need to consider whether my wife can give birth to a son?”
On the other end of the line, Luna was quickly stunned by Feng Sinan’s rebuke.
