Erha was anxious, wouldn’t disassembling his ho be enough?
Just as Jiang Hao was internally regretting asking such a question, Lu Moqing suddenly spoke up:
"Ever heard of Murphy’s Law?"
Jiang Hao paused, then nodded, "I’ve heard of it, are you... anxious about this?"
Lu Moqing didn’t admit it, nor did he deny it. He just kept a straight face and remained silent.
As the biggest Boss Lu’s loyal henchman, Jiang Hao imdiately understood what the silence implied.
"Murphy’s Law, the more you fear sothing, the more likely it is to happen. What are you afraid of?"
Lu Moqing hesitated for a mont before finally speaking, "I’m worried that Xuxu’s baby will still be a son."
Jiang Hao: "..."
As the big boss of a major financial consortium, can you please be a bit more ambitious?
What’s there to worry about?
Why not just keep having sons? Isn’t the Lu family rich enough to support them all?
Ah? Are they, are they?!!!!
Lu Moqing just frowned without feeling guilty as he looked at Jiang Hao’s speechless expression.
As a loyal henchman, Jiang Hao now understood why his own boss would be so anxious.
From the mont the boss posted on his WeChat Monts about his wife’s one-month pregnancy, Jiang Hao roughly calculated that Madam was already more than four months pregnant.
It’s ti to find out the baby’s gender.
It’s illegal to find out the baby’s gender in Z Country, but for Boss Lu, knowing the child’s gender wasn’t a problem at all.
Is he anxious about whether or not to check the gender, or is he anxious that if he finds out it’s another son, there will be no hope?
Jiang Hao felt more and more that his boss’s Erha bloodline was forcibly concealed for the first thirty years, only to be released now and flying more and more freely.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
After a round of inner complaints, Jiang Hao deliberately coughed and said seriously:
"President, Murphy’s Law is actually a kind of psychological suggestion. If you’re really worried that Madam will have another young master, let give you an idea."
"Say."
"Aren’t you worried now that Mada will give birth to a son? According to Murphy’s Law, from now on, you should start worrying that Mada will have a daughter..."
He gazed firmly at Lu Moqing, "As long as you worry every day that Mada will have a daughter, she will definitely have one in ti."
Lu Moqing: "..."
Is... is it that simple?
It’s a good idea.
So, in the following days, the secretaries of the Lu family would often hear their big boss muttering in his office—
"Xuxu, don’t have a daughter this ti..."
Secretaries: "..."
The president is too much, showing preference for a son is unfair. Two sons are not enough, and he even wants three.
Are you trying to inherit an imperial throne?!
Only Jiang, the Special Assistant who knew the truth, chuckled and hid his abilities.
Qiaoxu also noticed her island master’s anxiety recently.
She was aware that he had been worried about her giving birth to another son.
She even comforted him, if it’s another son, they’ll keep trying until they have a daughter, but it seed to be of no use.
Because she couldn’t be idle, she went back to work even though she was pregnant. But she assigned so tasks to her subordinates so she wasn’t as busy as before.
Occasionally, she would take the initiative to go to the Lu’s office to have lunch with her husband, Island Master Lu, and alleviate his anxiety in the anti.
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