Qiao Mo had no intention of raising his illegitimate child, but perhaps due to the pregnancy, she couldn't help feeling he was a bit too cold-blooded when she heard his decisive response.
She turned to look out the window and sighed softly.
She felt like she had become somewhat sentimental.
Shaking her head lightly, she couldn't help but wonder why she was thinking so much.
After all, it was just a hypothetical situation she had come up with.
It wasn't long before the car slowly came to a stop.
Just as Qiao Mo was about to get out of the car, Fu Nancheng grabbed her arm again.
"What is it now?" Qiao Mo turned back, slightly helpless.
A trace of concern flashed in his eyes: "Did you remember everything I reminded you of?"
"Yes, yes... really..." Qiao Mo was exasperated, but suddenly thought maybe he wasn't that cold-blooded after all, at least now, he seemed rather verbose.
"I'll pick you up tonight," he said in a deep voice.
"Sure, give me a call then."
