There was no way in hell that anyone could continue eating now.
Made of stone? Didn't know how to take the initiative? How the f*ck was he supposed to take the initiative? They slept in separate rooms and had no feelings for each other, was he supposed to force her like some kind of animal?
James Lu put down his bowl and chopsticks and closed his eyes, speechless. "Dear Lydia, with all due respect, do you really believe that it's appropriate for you to say that in front of your son?"
"Hehe..." Lydia Song chuckled. "I just really, really want a grandchild! You know how adorable Mrs. Lee's grandson is!"
"So?" James tried to be patient. "Just because Mrs. Lee has a grandson, I have to hurry up and give you one too?"