National Master Mansion.
As night fell, the temperature dropped rapidly, and the cold wind howled.
At this moment, in the quiet corridor, Jiang Ning and Ji Mingyue walked side by side.
"How did it suddenly come to this?" Ji Mingyue's tone was somewhat mournful.
Jiang Ning couldn't help but smile faintly: "There's no need to worry."
"How can I not worry?" Ji Mingyue shook her head and then said, "I watched with my own eyes as my father's body slowly withered away to nothing."
As she spoke, Ji Mingyue suddenly stopped in her tracks and looked at Jiang Ning.
Noticing Ji Mingyue's actions, Jiang Ning also stopped and looked at her.
"While your body is still healthy, I want to have a child with you, to leave you descendants."
Hearing this, Jiang Ning looked at Ji Mingyue with a bitter smile.
"What made you suddenly have this idea?"
"Among the three unfilial acts, having no descendants is the greatest!" Ji Mingyue said.
"That's not what that means!" Jiang Ning shook his head.
