Chapter 1288 Red Spider Lily Heather (312)

Listening to Li Sinian’s words, Heather couldn’t help but smile helplessly.

"Others might say they want a soccer team, but you, a tribe; how do you come up with such ideas!"

Even if her body was perfectly fine, wanting to birth a tribe meant she’d spend her whole life just having kids for him.

"I’m just trying to tell you that I don’t mind, however many you have, I’ll support them."

She knew he was just sweet-talking her now, but her heart still felt warm.

How wonderful.

She certainly wouldn’t have as many as a soccer team, just a boy and a girl would be perfect. A family of four, holding hands as they walk under the sunset, would surely be the happiest and most beautiful scene in her life.

But she’s afraid she won’t have that chance.

"If you ask me personally, I’d hope for a girl, as smart and beautiful as you," he said, "but if you have a boy, I’d still love him just the same."

"Alright, I’ll try to give you a pair, like Jiujiu and Cute, what do you think?"

"Anything is fine, as long as they’re our children."

Heather turned around, gave him a glance, then suddenly burst into laughter, saying, "I’m not being narcissistic, but to be honest, Mr. Ah Nian, with our looks, the chance of giving birth to an ugly person should be none...the only possibility is...you cheat!"

Li Sinian’s eyes showed a fleeting expression, not obvious.

However, Heather, from this less than second performance, linked it to another matter.

She was just joking about genes and probability, not seriously entertaining other thoughts.

But Li Sinian’s momentary reaction made her remember something immediately. She didn’t express anything in front of him, but once turned, her eyes held a trace of dimness.

Li Sinian suddenly hugged her waist from behind, leaned close to her ear, and softly said, "I’m sorry..."

His voice caused Heather’s tears to overflow uncontrollably.

She knew, he knew she had seen his emotions, so they were mutually understanding without words.

Scorching tears fell from her cheeks, dropping to the back of her hand, Li Sinian’s heat was on her hand, but the pain was in her heart.

He kissed her ear, turned her around, kissed away the tears on her face, and gently said, "Wei Wei, don’t misunderstand me, okay?"

Heather wasn’t angry at him, she closed her eyes, lowered her head slightly, and shook her head. "It’s nothing...even if you mind, I don’t think it’s a problem, that’s normal. What man would like his woman to have been with someone else—"

"Heather!" Li Sinian suddenly used force on her arms.

It was the greatest force he’d used on her in recent times, squeezing her bones painfully.

He even called her by full name, his words tinged with a chill not felt for a long time.

Heather didn’t look at him, her eyelids hung low, tears dripping from her lashes onto the deck.

"I know I’m filthy, never clean, but I’ve never felt inferior. You know I’m strong, living my life wonderfully, feeling I am stronger than most women in this world. Yet...despite this, I only feel unable to hold my head high before you, I truly feel inferior—"

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Li Sinian frowned tightly, "Do you still not believe my heart?"