Hearing this, Lu Chen fell silent, his handsome face still tight with tension.

Seeing his expression, Mo Nuan found it amusing and muttered under her breath, “And this is just about your sister getting married. If you ever have to marry off a daughter, you'll be beside yourself.”

“No one's taking my daughter away,” Lu Chen’s tone was dark and serious.

“You better hope you only have sons then. Because if you have a daughter, she’s bound to get swept off her feet someday.”

“No way. I want a daughter, not a son.”

Mo Nuan laughed at his contradiction and playfully scolded, “Look at you! My aunt and uncle were...