"Shen Zhen told me that I am close to giving birth." Bai Meiyue began speaking; her expression turned solemn as she moved her head to the left and glanced at the man standing next to her. "Lei Qian, tell me… if something happens to me when I am giving birth, who will you protect? The child or me?"
"Of course you—"
"No!" Bai Meiyue shook her head. She clenched his hand so tightly that Lei Qian furrowed lightly. "If something happens to me, then you will have to protect our son. No matter what happens, no matter what you hear—run to our son, understand? I am not weak; I can protect myself. I will do that always. So no matter what, no matter where, if our son and I are in trouble, then you need to protect him always. Do you understand? Can you promise me this?"