Lu Xining was stunned by his train of thought.
Talking about child custody, what was he dragging into this?
Just as she was about to speak, she heard Ji Muye's cold voice rise again, as if she had done something unforgivable to him.
"Lu Xining, do you want my son to call someone else dad?"
Before she could respond, he had already made a judgment: "Don't even think about it!"
Lu Xining: "???"
"I never thought about them calling someone else dad. We're already divorced, but you are their father, that won't change."
Ji Muye probed, "If I say, you can have the children's custody only if you divorce your current husband, can you do it?"
Bright sunlight poured in through the window, casting a clear and translucent glow on Lu Xining's skin, her calm beautiful eyes suddenly brightened, "Are you as good as your word?"