Nangong Jue hurriedly followed over to serve her.
"Nangong Jue, I know very well why you're so attentive." Le Yao was almost done eating before she put down her chopsticks and looked at Nangong Jue seriously. "But what if I just can't have children?" Actually, she wasn't sure either. However, she wasn't the author of this novel. She was someone who had transmigrated here. If she really couldn't get pregnant, wouldn't she disappoint him? Therefore, she still had to ask. If he really cared, there was no need for her to stay.
Nangong Jue was stunned. He had never thought that Le Yao would not have children, but when he heard the other party's words, he suddenly realized that he had indeed worked very hard these few days, but he had never considered Le Yao's feelings.
Children were really not something they could have just because they wanted to.
"Nangong Jue, if I can't give birth, what are you going to do?" Le Yao tilted her head and looked at Nangong Jue.
