"..."
Duan Xingzhou was speechless. Why was everyone questioning his fertility?
"Mom, do I look like someone who has fertility issues? Why are you all asking this question?"
Mrs. Duan raised an eyebrow, curious, "Has anyone else said this to you?"
"...I'm fine, absolutely fine."
"If you're fine, you're fine. Why get so worked up? It's not that I'm anxious, but when men and women pass thirty, their bodies start to decline in various aspects, which is why I hope you all can hurry up."
"You should talk to my eldest and second brother about this; they're older than me."
Mrs. Duan slapped him on the leg, "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Let's not bring up your elder brothers' issues. Anyway, passing down the family name falls on you now."
"Don't... Anran would feel a lot of pressure. Besides, you can let them find a surrogate. It's all the same, as long as it's the Duan family's seed, no one's forcing them to marry."
"...Is that even possible?"
