You, Me And Our Genus Twins

"The Griffin Family's matter?" Leigh asked, "Why do you care about the Griffin Family's matter? Wasn't it resolved yesterday?"
"It was," Lucas sighed silently. "But in order to negotiate the terms, I promised them that our first son would have the surname
Griffin. I made a hasty decision yesterday, but after calming down overnight, I feel a bit regretful."
"Our first son will have the surname Griffin?" Leigh's gaze swept across his face teasingly. "Are you thinking so far ahead now?
When are we going to have the wedding then?"
Lucas remained silent. This shouldn't be the main point, should it? Isn't the main point what our future son's surname will be?
Looking at his speechless expression, Leigh laughed and fell into his embrace. "I'm just teasing you! Actually, I don't have any
attachment to what surname we use. A name is just a code; it doesn't matter what surname it is."
"So, you don't mind?" Lucas said, "I didn't have time to discuss it with you last night, so I decided on my own... I should have
discussed it with you..."
"You're being so obedient?" Leigh couldn't help but touch his cheek.
Lucas replied, "Can you stop teasing me all the time?"
Leigh raised an eyebrow. "I'm not teasing you. Should I go tease someone else? Would you like that?"
"Can you stop saying these provocative words all the time? It makes you seem like a scoundrel."
Leigh hooked his neck, gazing into his eyes that were as bright as stars, and lovingly smiled. "Am I a scoundrel?"
Lucas looked down at her, his heart pounding, shaking his head. "No... You're the best girl in the world..."
How many girls have the courage to step forward and willingly shield someone from harm?
Leigh laughed at being teased, unable to resist kissing him on the lips. "I didn't expect that our Young Master Lucas would
actually know how to sweet talk!"

"It's not sweet talk," Lucas said. "I just say what I think in my heart. Is it... a bit cheesy?"
"It is a bit." Leigh nodded with a smile. "But I enjoy hearing it! How about you say a few more lines?"
"So, you don't oppose our son having the surname Griffin in the future, right?"
"It doesn't matter," Leigh shrugged. "According to tradition, children take their father's surname. Even if it's not Griffin, it will be
Hart. It has nothing to do with me."
Lucas was speechless.
It had to be said that Dr. Leigh is too generous.
"But..." Leigh turned her eyes around. "Maybe, in the future, we will only have daughters and no sons? Just like Martha, always
giving birth to daughters!"
If that was really the case, it would be the end for Old Master Whitfield of the Griffin Family.
He wouldn't be able to close his eyes even in death!
"Well, it won't be our concern," Lucas said. "After all, what we promised them is that if we have a son, he will be surnamed
Griffin, and if we have a daughter, she will naturally be surnamed Hart. If we can't have a son, it's their fate, and it has nothing to
do with us."
Leigh blinked her eyes. "I have an idea..."
"Hmm?" Lucas asked. "What is it?"
Leigh used her uninjured hand to touch her neck, smiling cunningly with a glimmer in her eyes, as if calculating something. "In
the future, if we have a daughter, let's not use the surname Hart, okay?"

Lucas was curious. "Why?"
Although the Harts would not need their sons or daughters to carry on the family line, if they were to have a sweet and delicate
little girl, he still hoped that his daughter could have his surname.
"If we use the surname Hart, it won't be good for our plan to target the boys of the Hart Family," Leigh said with a smile. "If we
have a daughter in the future, let's marry her off to Madeline's son. If they both have the surname Hart, it's easy for people to
misunderstand..."
She glanced around. "If we have a daughter, let her have my surname, Shefford! And then we can marry off Madeline's son to
us!... Tell me, should we target Quincy or Buddy?"
Lucas found himself at a loss for words.
People who raise daughters were always afraid of their daughters being taken away by bad boys.
If his own daughter caught the eye of someone else's son, he would feel heartbroken, as if his precious little jade cabbage had
been snatched by a pig.
And what about Dr. Leigh?
Her daughter hadn't even appeared yet, and she was already thinking about marrying someone else's son!
Her heart was truly boundless!
Lucas looked melancholic. "If we really have a daughter, won't you feel heartbroken when she gets married in the future?"
"What's there to feel heartbroken about?" Leigh wondered. "If she marries someone else, I might feel heartbroken, but why
would I feel heartbroken if she marries Madeline's son?"
He replied, "Why don't you feel heartbroken if she marries the son of your sister-in-law?"

Leigh glanced at him and clicked his tongue. "Young Master Lucas, I never expected that you would be such an uncle! Is your
love for Quincy and Buddy all fake? Isn't it as easy as turning one's hand over when your daughter marries your nephew? What's
there to feel sorry about? You haven't even had a daughter yet, and you're already finding fault with your nephew. Your nephew's
trust and favor toward you have been misplaced after all!"
Lucas was lost for words.
What is all this about?
But it seems to make sense...
If, in the future, he really had a daughter with Leigh and she married his nephew, it would undoubtedly be the best choice.
"But they may not necessarily like each other," Lucas said. "Look, Ann grew up with the four of us brothers, and none of us
brothers like her."
"Phew!" Leigh poked his forehead in anger. "How can you compare your precious daughter to someone like Ann? You're really
stupid! My daughter will definitely be the most beautiful and adorable in the whole world. Ann can't even compare to a single
strand of her hair!"
Lucas commented, "I was wrong."
"That's much better!" Leigh hummed, snuggling into his arms and wrapping her arms around his waist. "So, should we kidnap
Quincy or Buddy? But what if they both fall in love with our daughter? I don't want them to become enemies because of her."
"I have to say, you're overthinking," Lucas said helplessly. "Maybe in the future, we'll only have sons and no daughters?"
"Just talking casually." Leigh coquettishly said, "Otherwise, what am I, an injured person, supposed to do?"
He was speechless when Leigh's phone rang, saving him from the dilemma.
Leigh changed her position and lay on his lap to answer the phone. "Madeline?"

"Leigh." Madeline's voice was a bit hoarse. "How are you feeling? Is the wound okay?"
"I'm fine; it's healing well." Leigh furrowed her brows slightly. "Madeline, are you catching a cold?"
"Yeah." Madeline said, "I have a slight fever. I'm afraid it's the flu. You're an injured person with a weakened immune system, so I
won't come to take care of you today. Is Lucas there?"
"He's here." Leigh glanced at Lucas. "Right beside me."
"That's good." Madeline said, "Let Lucas take good care of you. I'll come see you when I feel better."
Leigh asked, "Do you want me to come and check on you?"