There are secrets that are not yet suitable for Lin Chuxia to know, which is why Gu Yuheng doesn't let her see them.
So, with only a vague idea about the contents of that box, Chuxia could only glare at him impatiently, annoyance and embarrassment mingling in her eyes as she huffed, "I don't care, when our child is born in the future, I'll be in charge of their education, and you're not allowed to intervene. I don't want them picking up any of your bad habits!"
"Mm, you'll be in charge, and I won't intervene," Gu Yuheng agreed with a smile, nodding as he pulled out a chair to sit down. He casually rested his hand on the back of the chair and looked up to smile at Lin Chuxia, "When do you think is a good time for us to have children?"
Too soon wouldn't do; he didn't want their world for two to be disturbed by someone else—something that had been troubling him of late.
"How about we consider this issue when we're in our forties or fifties? What do you think?"
