Zhou Yu nodded. “Alright.”
Xuan Yingluo trembled. She did not expect him to agree so easily. She knew his personality too well. He realized that little seven was his son and would not let it go. He really wanted a son.., he did not reach out to snatch little seven from her in the elevator just now. He was already very polite by carrying little seven away.
Xuan Yingluo really did not expect him to be like this. This was no longer his style of doing things.
Zhou Yu hugged her tightly and pressed his thin lips against her hair, “Although I like Xiao Qi very much, and I like the son you gave birth to for me, I have not fulfilled my obligation as a father for so many years. Xiao Qi was born from your hard work and has been growing up in the Xuan family. You have given him the best life and education. I owe you all this.”
