Long Xu frowned even more tightly, "Long Yutian!"

"Not willing? Okay, I won't force you!"

Said.

Long Yutian straightened his robe, stood up from the sofa, and made a gesture to leave.

"etc!"

Long Yutian paused.

"As long as I agree to your request..."

"I'm absolutely tight-lipped!"

"..."

Long Xu gritted his teeth.

Isn’t it just kowtow in front of the deceased wife’s grave?

As long as he and Qingluan are on good terms... even asking for a son, it doesn't matter if he bows his head in front of his dead wife!
Chapter completed!