Lu Chenyuan used his hand to cover Lin Yan's mouth, telling her not to talk nonsense, especially when she's pregnant, saying such ominous things.
"I won't look for anyone else. I'm not keen on marriage; once is enough. The title of Mrs. Lu will always be reserved for you."
Ou climbed upstairs, shoulders slumped, the little boy looked downhearted, his chest heaving up and down.
"Daddy, Mommy, I didn't take his things; he slandered me." Ou grew angrier the more he thought about it.
He was a proper boy, upright and virtuous, how could he do something sneaky?
Lu Chenyuan lifted his son up with one hand and held him, "We believe you. Our little Ou wouldn't take someone else's things no matter how much he liked them. Just ignore what Hehe says."
Ou's voice was tender yet clear, expressing, "He doesn't deserve to speak, shouldn't be speaking; he's an annoying brat."