At this moment, Ji Zimo felt a bit relieved. Fortunately, the man before her had begun to feel something for his biological son. If he were still as indifferent as before, she might have had little confidence even if she proposed the idea.
But now, the man calmed down at the mention of Lu Qiancheng's name.
This made Ji Zimo simultaneously pleased at the success of her scheme and somewhat jealous.
It seemed that Lu Qiancheng's name elicited no small reaction from him.
Lu Jincheng pursed his thin lips, massaged his brow with force, and asked.
"What else do you want to say?"
Ji Zimo quickly followed up.
"I am considering my child's welfare. Jincheng, our child is still young now and it might not matter, but he will grow up eventually. What will he do about his identity then? A bastard? An unacknowledged child, a child without a mother?"