Darling, Have a Child

Su Li held Xiao Zetian's hand as they walked out of the Marquis Wei Yuan's residence. She let out a long breath, feeling that the sky was bluer, the water clearer, and the grass greener—everything was sheer happiness.

She was finally going to live a life with just the two of them, in their own residence. She would be the only mistress of the house—no more watching her mother-in-law’s moods, no more relying on others, just a life of true freedom.

Su Li happily climbed into the carriage, her mind busily calculating: The business at Eight Flavors Treasure House was booming, she needed to get the spice trade up and running; Edward’s overseas merchant ships were about to return, and she’d make another big profit; the Royal Academy of Mathematics was about to welcome a new batch of students; winter was coming, so she’d send people nationwide to buy land and build greenhouses before the cold set in—off-season vegetables would bring in another fortune...

So many things she wanted to do were stirring in Su Li’s heart, giving her the urge to go all out and make things happen!

Now that even Wang Shi was married, Su Li had one less worry—and gained a convenient father-in-law as her support. She was now the eldest young lady of the Lin family, her status more noble than ever.

Xiao Zetian gazed at Su Li with eyes full of affection, watching her brimming with hope and excitement. He gently wrapped his arm around her waist. "Darling, you’re always thinking about business—shouldn’t you consider something even more important?"

Su Li was stunned for a moment. "What could be more important than making money?"

Xiao Zetian pulled Su Li closer and softly blew in her ear. "Darling, how about giving your husband a child..."

Su Li’s face instantly flushed red, right up to her ears.

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At the Marquis Wei Yuan’s residence, the three members of the Lin family were also planning to leave today, but they were moving a bit slower than Su Li and her group.

Lin Xiaowu was packing his small bundle, halfway through when he heard someone knocking on the door.

"Who is it?" Lin Xiaowu called out, turning his head.

"Xiaowu, it’s me." Lou Xiaolu’s voice came from outside. "Can I come in?"

Lin Xiaowu quickly jumped off the bed, opened the door, and saw Lou Xiaolu standing at the doorway with a big bag.

"Sister Xiaolu, what brings you here? Come in!" Lin Xiaowu pulled her inside, but this time didn’t check her pulse.

He had already thoroughly recorded all of Lou Xiaolu’s pulse conditions, so there was no need to sneakily check her pulse anymore.

Lou Xiaolu hugged her big bag as she walked in, her eyes red. She sat at the table, head drooping, looking very sad. "Xiaowu, are you leaving today?"

"Mm... The Marchioness’s illness is cured, and my father is getting married, so it’s time for us to go home." Lin Xiaowu looked at her, feeling a bit sour inside.

Lou Xiaolu sniffled, eyes full of tears. She turned away and wiped her eyes with her sleeve, then placed the big bag on the table. "Xiaowu, this is for you. Don’t dislike it."

Lin Xiaowu opened the bag and saw a jumble of colors inside—some cheap toys, and also some very expensive, brightly colored little gems.

Lin Xiaowu remembered these things—they all belonged to Lou Xiaolu. Back then, when she dragged him off to play, some items caught his eye, and Lou Xiaolu wanted to give them to him, but he always refused.

But now, Lin Xiaowu realized Lou Xiaolu had carefully brought along every single thing he’d ever looked at—even the cheap ones, even the expensive ones, not missing a single item.

Looking at these things, Lin Xiaowu felt his nose sting and his heart ache.

Lou Xiaolu truly treated him well, but his reason for getting close to her wasn’t something he could tell.

"Xiaowu, keeping these things for myself is boring and pointless, so I’m giving them all to you." Lou Xiaolu nervously wrung her hands. "Xiaowu, will you still come to my house to play in the future?"