Chen Ji's gaze darkened as he gently embraced Mrs. Du and said with indifference, "It's not Lanlan's fault that we don't have children, even if we don't have any, I will arrange everything for the future. We simply can't leave Lanlan without someone to take care of her in old age!"
If he could, he naturally wanted the woman he loved to bear his children, even if it was just a daughter, but after so many years without a sign, he had given up hope!
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Du became even more saddened. She leaned tightly in her husband's arms and said in agony, "If only we hadn't abandoned those three children back then, perhaps we wouldn't be unable to have children now. This must be God punishing me, punishing a mother's cold heart, it must be, it really must be!"
Chen Ji's expression changed suddenly, and he rebuked her, "You mustn't think like this. Even if there really is retribution, it's God punishing me, not you!"