Qiao Mo broke into a smile through her tears, unable to understand why their small separation seed like a parting of life and death.
Ti flew by quickly, and no matter how reluctant she was, Qiao Mo eventually had to bid him farewell.
After taking a few steps away, she suddenly rembered sothing and hurriedly ran back to him: "You haven’t said goodbye to the baby yet."
Fu Nancheng was montarily stunned, then ca back to his senses.
He had also forgotten about that little thing.
Imdiately, he half-squatted in front of her, reached out to touch her belly, and pressed his handso side face against it: "Little thing... you have to behave, don’t trouble mommy, understand?"
Qiao Mo’s cheeks flushed a little more because she wasn’t even showing yet.
If she were, it wouldn’t have mattered. But at this mont, in broad daylight, such a scene felt really strange.
"Are you done... everyone is watching." Qiao Mo said, a bit embarrassed.
Fu Nancheng placed his hands on her waist and kissed her lightly through her clothes, causing Qiao Mo’s face to turn crimson.
"I’ll wait for you to co back," he spoke softly.
"Okay..." Qiao Mo reluctantly waved to him and turned to head towards security check.
...
She looked back with every step until she couldn’t see him anymore, and only then did Qiao Mo let out a gentle sigh.
She was so excited and cheerful when she thought about leaving, but now she didn’t want to go at all.
"Xiao Mo..." As Qiao Mo walked not far, she heard soone calling out to her.
"Professor Han? Are you... going as well?"
Seeing the well-prepared Professor Han, Qiao Mo was a bit surprised.
"Yes, soone has to lead the group," Professor Han responded with a smile.
Seeing this, Qiao Mo’s previously low mood improved a bit, and after eting up with Lin Sen and Yu Qianxun, they chatted for a while before beginning to board the plane.
Before takeoff, Qiao Mo sent a text ssage to Fu Nancheng: "Mr. Fu, your son and I are about to take off, don’t miss us too much."
At that mont, Fu Nancheng was in a eting room.
His sowhat gloomy expression slightly softened after seeing her ssage, and he replied: "Safe travels."
After Qiao Mo and her group arrived in Milan, ti was tight, and they hardly had any ti to go out, soon facing the international newcor competition.
Qiao Mo and Yu Qianxun shared a room, while Lin Sen shared a room with a boy from another school.
On the day of the competition, Qianxun and Qiao Mo got ready early, had a quick breakfast, and waited in a eting room.
Looking around, Qiao Mo estimated there were about forty to fifty people in the competition. However, Professor Han had explained before that rankings in such competitions weren’t important; rather, it was a stage to showcase one’s abilities and style, so they just needed to perform to their fullest extent.
"Are you the Qiao Mo who won the championship three tis?" A foreign girl, speaking fluent English, approached Qiao Mo and Yu Qianxun, a hint of arrogance in her deanor.
The girl had blonde hair, blue eyes, a very sexy figure, and was even taller than Qiao Mo.
Her ears were lined with a row of piercings adorned with tal accessories, and her makeup was in a dark gothic style.
Beside the girl were two foreign companions, also sizing up Qiao Mo and Yu Qianxun, whispering in a foreign language and occasionally laughing softly.
Qiao Mo frowned instinctively, sensing hostility. She just couldn’t understand why, as soon as she arrived, soone was already looking for trouble.
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