Someone like Koa Jackson would have such a carefree side. Lilian Jackson walked for quite a while before remembering Mia Ginger's period, her mood slightly calmer. Then she thought again and gritted her teeth, muttering, "So what if they're married? The Jackson family shouldn't accept a daughter-in-law who can't bear children."
"Who can't bear children?" A male voice suddenly interrupted, startling Lilian Jackson.
She looked up to see Old Master Jackson staring at her in confusion.
Beside him—
Her father was supporting him, dissatisfied, "Walking so fast and muttering to yourself? You almost ran into Old Master Jackson."
"What did you say about not being able to bear children?" Old Master Jackson asked again.
Lilian Jackson breathed a sigh of relief.
She lowered her head. Her voice wasn't loud, and Old Master Jackson's hearing wasn't what it used to be, so naturally, he didn't catch it clearly.
