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"Why?" A look of curiosity appeared in Stanley Batton's eyes.
"Your family has been so nice to me. I feel that it's only right for the children to take after your family's surname..." Xyla Quest said seriously.
"To be honest, we don't care about these things..." Stanley said.
"But I do..." Xyla said.
With that, Xyla looked at Stanley earnestly. "Stanley, will you listen to me? Otherwise, I'm going to ignore you..." The Batton family had been so nice to her. It'd be unjustifiable for her children not to take after the Batton family's surname.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing how Xyla had becserious, Stanley helplessly nodded. "Alright... Alright... As you wish..." Xyla's facial expression immediately becgentle. "That's more like it..." Stanley affectionately ruffled her hair. "Do you feel better now? Is there anything bugging you?" "I'm fine..." Xyla shook her head.
"That's great..." Stanley said.
Right then, Wilson Batton walked out of the kitchen.
Wilson was wearing a white apron. There were still beads of sweat on his hands.
While wiping his hands gently on the apron to get rid of the sweat, Wilson walked over to Xyla and Stanley. "What are you two talking about?" "We're talking about whose surnthe children will take," Stanley said.
When Wilson heard this, he instantly smiled kindly. "What kind of question is this? Does it even make a difference?" "No... I want the children to have Batton as their surname..." Xyla said.
Wilson chuckled. "Anything goes... Even if their surnis Quest, I won't mind. Regardless of whose surnthey take after, they're still my grandson and granddaughter..." With that, Wilson sat next to Xyla. "Your mother and Catherine are busy cooking in the kitchen. There's not much I can help with. So I'll just chat with you guys." Xyla nodded and searched for a topic to talk about. "Dad, would you prefer two boys or two girls?" Once this topic was brought up, Wilson's expression beceven gentler. "Either boys or girls will be fine... As long as they're in my family, I'd love them all....." Xyla was very happy with Wilson's open-mindedness... Usually, people from wealthy backgrounds cared a lot about the gender of the younger generation.
The more affluent the family, the more the family would prefer having sons...
That was because people tended to feel that family businesses should be passed down to sons based on traditional mindsets.
However, this issue didn't exist in the Batton family at all.
Xyla truly felt that she was fortunate...
"If you were to ask me, I'd honestly say that girls are better... There are far too many men in our family... "Honestly, boys and girls are the snow. Girls can also inherit the family business..." Wilson added. "Dad, you're really open-minded." Xyla had a satisfied look on her face. Search the Find Nøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
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"Hehe. Not too bad, I guess..." Wilson chuckled. After that, he suddenly turned to look at Stanley with a m serious expression. "I'll repeat the sthing. Take good care of Xyla..." "Yeah, I know." Stanley also had a serious look on his face. *** Approximately an hour later, Sharon Lindt and Catherine Batton finished preparing a tableful of delicious food.
These were all Xyla's favorite dishes.
The dishes included sweet-and-sour ribs, steamed pork, ginseng herbal chicken soup/sour-and-spicy potato strips, and stir-fried string beans. After the meal, Sharon left with Wilson and Catherine.
After sending them off, Xyla and Stanley sat down on the sofa.
Once the two had sat down, Stanley slowly pressed his ear against Xyla's stomach. "You two. Be good and ve grow up well, alright? Don't trouble your mother... Don't make her uncomfortable during pregnancy..." Stanley said. His tone was solemn. He looked like the typical strict father.
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