"Tong Mo, don't be ungrateful! Since you can't have children, you should have some self-awareness and leave my son. Do you really want him to have no descendants?"
Li's mother, finding the hard approach ineffective, decided to use a softer one, her eyes red, her face full of a mother's bitterness.
"He's almost forty this year, yet he doesn't have a biological child. Tong Mo, ask yourself honestly, if your son reached such an age and didn't have a child, wouldn't you be worried?"
"We are both women, I know it's hard for you to accept another woman giving birth to your husband's child, but you can't let the Viscount be without an heir!"
"I know you care for my son, and my son likes you. If you agree to the surrogacy, you don't have to divorce. Or, if you really can't stand Yu Qiqi and the Viscount being together, we can do artificial insemination. How about that?" Li's mother thought she had lowered the conditions enough, there was no reason for her to refuse.
