Liang Zhirou pouted; after being told that, she no longer felt like crying.

She's not naive at all...

"This is a picture of my dad."

After a while, she handed her phone to Chen Lu and said softly.

This was the first time Chen Lu had seen a photo of his father-in-law, and for some reason, he had the air of a pop star from the 80s or 90s.

Her憨憨 (simple and honest) smile seems to be inherited from her father, making her look particularly approachable.

After thinking it over and over, Liang Zhirou still couldn't recall much, and she sighed deeply in her heart.

She dreamed of turning back time to remind her father not to skip breakfast every day to save money, and not to eat stale, hard steamed buns with bottled water every meal to save money...

But such things can only be thought about in the end, but she can still try her best to take care of what she has now.

Having figured this out, Liang Zhirou gently squeezed Chen Lu's fingers on his other hand and whispered, "Do you want to have children in the future?"

"You're cheating." Chen Lu frowned, sensing that things weren't so simple.

He suspected that if he uttered the word "want" aloud, he would immediately be labeled a pervert.

Ultimately, whether "giving birth" refers to the process or the result is up to this simpleton.

“…I didn’t.” Liang Zhirou thought her thoughts had been seen through and muttered to herself guiltily.

Chen Lu leaned closer and grinned mischievously, "So you're agreeing to have my kids in the future?"

To his surprise, Liang Zhirou didn't blush or call him a pervert like before; instead, she looked at him with a firm gaze.

"If you insist on eating properly, I'll agree to your request," the girl said earnestly, looking directly into Chen Lu's eyes.

Is there really such a good thing?!

Just as Chen Lu's mouth was about to precede his brain again, the door was suddenly knocked twice forcefully.

"Zhirou! Are you inside?" Lin Miaomiao asked loudly, her voice filled with anxiety.

"You see, I'm not the only one who's worried about you," Chen Lu chuckled. "But if you really don't want to go today, that's fine. I'll just make up some excuse to tell them, and then tomorrow I'll take Lin Miaomiao's parents around Hangzhou before we have dinner. Nobody will blame us."

He was clearly not being polite; he even offered solutions.

Liang Zhirou wiped away her tears again, checked her eyes against the glare of her phone screen to see if they were swollen, then stood up and said softly, "Let's go together."

"Changed your mind?"

The girl nodded vigorously. "I promised you, I will always hold my head high and stand tall."

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that Chen Lu had missed the point of her words. His eyes were fixed on the strange spot, and he looked lecherous.

Liang Zhirou's cheeks immediately turned as red as her eyes, and she said, both embarrassed and annoyed:

"Don't look around!"