Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 338: Chapter 335 Chapter 338: Chapter 335 He didn’t ask whether she liked children, but rather whether she preferred boys or girls.

Wen Xian raised an eyebrow and seriously countered,
“Why ask such a question? I’m fine with either a boy or a girl. Haven’t you heard people say that children are angels from heaven? They are also one in a million, choosing you to be their parents, so… we should feel honored that they could choose us to be their parents, not…”

Being picky and choosy.

Wen Xian didn’t speak again. She didn’t finish her words, only because she knew Lu Xiao didn’t mean anything else, nor was he that kind of person.

The kind that was like the people who had brought her into the world.

Lu Xiao sensitively picked up on her thoughts, his heart tingling slightly, and a vague, indescribable ache spread through him.

He still remembered Wen Xian mentioning that her father favored sons over daughters.

Often, as soon as he returned home, he would take his anger out on her mother and her.

Lu Xiao couldn’t help but pull her closer into his arms, gently stroking her hair, “Don’t worry, if we have children, whether a boy or a girl, they will definitely grow up happy and blessed.”

Wen Xian lay in his embrace, raising a hand and unconsciously tracing circles on his chest, looking at him meaningfully:
“What’s going on? Why have you suddenly brought up children, Captain Lu? Are you thinking about being a dad?”

As soon as these words came out, especially those two words, they struck hard against his chest.

He looked at her, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw the smile fading from her lips, she pressed against his chest and seriously said:
“But I don’t want to yet.”

Lu Xiao’s breath hitched suddenly.

His body stiffened somewhat.

However, after a second or two–
Lu Xiao’s voice fell calmly, “Hmm, I understand, you’re still young and your career is just taking off, indeed there’s no rush to have children.”

That was the truth.

Little did he expect, upon hearing this, Wen Xian gave a slightly strained smile and said, “It’s not because of that, but because I’m afraid I won’t be a good mother.”

Her mother, perhaps, did love her.

But she was weak, and much of her love also went to her younger brother.

Yes, she had a brother seven years younger than her.

Maybe even she felt, as a woman, that men were superior to women, that sons were more important than daughters.

These conventional ideas were deeply ingrained in those women’s minds; she feared that with her past experiences, how would she raise her own children?

She hadn’t received much love from her parents, so how could she love her own children?

At that moment, Lu Xiao, hearing her say this, felt a sharp tremor in his heart.

His eyes grew murkier, suddenly making it hard to guess what he was thinking.

Wen Xian faintly sensed a shift in his emotions and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, half-jokingly saying, “What’s the matter? You aren’t disappointed in me, are you?”

Even though she was smiling, her heart hung in suspense.

Lu Xiao took a deep breath, “No, you are great, it’s my issue.”

Wen Xian wasn’t at fault at all; he had just oversimplified his thoughts.

If they had children now, but he still had a pile of things to deal with, often leaving early and returning late, possibly even frequently facing danger, what would happen to the children?

Could he give his children much of his company?

All this, Wen Xian couldn’t bear alone, especially–