Yuan Heng was playing with A Lü, completely unaware that Sheng Xuan had already walked in and was washing his hands in the corner of the kitchen.

His sudden remark startled him so much that he almost broke Ah Lü's wings!

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!" Ah-Lu cursed angrily.

Yuan Heng hurriedly let go of it, forcing a bitter smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It was just a slip of the tongue, a little accident. Are you alright? It's all my fault!"

"It's your fault! It's our friendship over!" Green flapped its wings and pounced on Sheng Xuan, landing on his shoulder. "Sheng Xuan~ Help~ I'm being abused."

Yuan Heng: "..."

Sheng Xuan ignored it, wiped his hands, and grabbed a sausage from the table.

Ning Lang scolded in a low voice, "It's freshly fried, be careful it's hot!"

"No, it's just right." Sheng Xuan chuckled as she munched on her food, then crossed her long legs over the stool, sat down at the dining table, and began to enjoy her meal.

Yuan Heng jumped up in a hurry and rushed over, sitting diagonally opposite him, about to reach for the fork—

"Wash your hands!" Ning Lang shouted.

Ah-Lu raised her voice in agreement: "Wash your hands! Dirty Ah-Heng! Dirty!"

Yuan Heng had no choice but to obediently go to the corner to wash his hands, then strode back and forked another sausage to gnaw on.

"What's possible?! Sheng Yu isn't like a traditional person. He's not going to obediently let Lin Huier take her place and risk his marriage for a mere embryo!"

Sheng Xuan looked up at him, her thick eyebrows twitching slightly.

"When I say 'maybe,' it's not without reason, and there's no need to waste words."

Seeing his arrogance and confidence, Yuan Heng's confidence instantly diminished.

Ning Lang, who was standing nearby, brought over five poached eggs. She scooped out two for Yuan Heng, gave two to Sheng Xuan, and kept one for herself.

Yuan Heng thanked him and gracefully sliced ​​the fried egg.

"There are plenty of chickens in the world that lay eggs, so why would he do this? He's not stupid. He'd rather put himself in such a heavy burden just for one egg, and he might even lose a lot of money in a divorce later."

He was born into a large family and knew that people's marriages should not be decided casually. Even if one truly likes someone, marriage should still be carefully considered, especially for the heir who is in charge of the household.

As far as he knew, Sheng Yu was Sheng Ju's only son and his only future heir.

If someone like this gets married, it could be a major event that changes the entire family.

Sheng Xuan took a sip of warm milk and cleared her throat.

“You’re not a native of Rongcheng, so you’re unaware of much of Rongcheng’s culture. Look at the people here, most have two or three siblings, some even have four or five. Single-child families are actually a very small percentage.”

Yuan Heng paused in his movement of raising the fork, his eyes darting around.

"It seems... quite a few people are like this."

Ning Lang also sat down, opposite Sheng Xuan and next to Yuan Heng, taking care of both sides perfectly.

She whispered, "The traditional idea of ​​Rongcheng people is that a family should have many children for good fortune. Unless there is an unavoidable reason, they will have two or three children, or at least two."

Yuan Heng glanced at Sheng Xuan suspiciously and scoffed, "Your statement about 'the proportion being very small' is not convincing at all. Sheng Yu is an only child, and so are you. Are you both exceptions?"

"Yes." Sheng Xuan didn't even look up. He forked a small bread and gently tore it open. "In the past hundred years, the Sheng family has had a small number of people for five or six generations. Especially in my generation, the eldest branch only has me left, the second branch only has Sheng Yu left, and the third branch only has two daughters."

“So…” Yuan Heng’s eyes darted around, “Sheng Yu will probably take this baby very seriously.”