บท 1008: Embarrassing IQ

In the end, the crown prince wasn't his own flesh and blood, but even if he was, Lu Fenying wouldn't feel much about it.

To him, the baby was just a successor.

One was enough.

It didn't matter if they were related by blood or not.

Mo Qian'er glanced at him. Seeing that he didn't have much of a reaction, she felt sorry for the crown prince again. "Little crown prince, be good. I love you the most."

There was no point caring if the man didn't like him.

The crown prince still giggled. His father didn't like him, but it was a different type of dislike.

Who would want a kid to ruin their time with their woman?

He had also been an adult man and had liked women before; nobody would like a third party showing up in their two-person world.

His mother, in particular, had treated him like a treasure ever since she had him, thus neglecting his father; it would be strange if his father liked him.