"Give her the egg."
Qiao Mo looked at Xie Qinghuan, who seed a bit startled by his earlier words. Rarely silent, she took the egg.
After the group finished breakfast, Yan Yiheng left with a grim expression.
Qiao Mo exhaled softly and looked at Xie Qinghuan, asking, "What’s the deal between you and him?"
"Who knows why he keeps hounding like a madman." Xie Qinghuan lazily rested her chin in her hand.
"What about you?"
Xie Qinghuan froze for a mont. "Naturally, I avoid him as much as possible. But you know, people like that can’t be offended too harshly, or you’ll be the one to suffer."
Qiao Mo stayed silent; she was right.
Though Yan Yiheng and Fu Nancheng have different personalities, at their core, they’re the sa type of people.
Just like Qinghuan said, if Fu Nancheng refused to let go, she couldn’t escape.
"Qinghuan, you..." Qiao Mo hesitated, wanting to say sothing but unsure of where to start.
Should she advise her to guard her heart?
That would be too absurd and laughable.
"Forget about him. Anyway, he won’t gain anything from anyti soon."
Qiao Mo nodded and gently held her hand, "Qinghuan, in this life of mine... it’s already over, you must... find happiness."
Xie Qinghuan paused, eyes welling up, "Bah! What nonsense are you spouting!"
Qiao Mo silently stayed quiet, thinking she’d probably never love anyone else again, nor beco a mother. She didn’t know how she could be happy in this lifeti.
Xie Qinghuan reached out and pinched her cheek, "Can you stop being so worthless? It’s just a stinky man, what’s so special about him! Look at us with these youthful faces, are we still worried we can’t find a good man?"
Qiao Mo just gave a faint smile.
Good n are certainly out there, but not loving them is sothing she can’t help.
"If you can’t have children, we’ll adopt one. Besides, dical technology is so advanced now, maybe one day it’ll be cured. You have to keep trying, keep making babies; maybe it’ll happen when you least expect it. What good does it do to be lost in such thoughts all day, right?"
Seeing her earnest and sincere look, Qiao Mo couldn’t help but smile.
"What are you smiling about? I’m talking serious business here. If all else fails, I’ll share one of my kids with you in the future."
Knowing she was trying to cheer her up, they chatted casually for a while, and Qiao Mo’s mood improved significantly.
Soon, Qiao Mo’s phone rang.
"Hello, Jing Hao?"
"Awake?" Jiang Jinghao spoke gently.
"Awake."
"Open the door."
Qiao Mo, still in her slippers, ran to open the door and saw Jiang Jinghao coming in with lots of vegetables and fruits, looking like he just ca back from the market.
Seeing Xie Qinghuan, Jiang Jinghao paused for a mont, "Why are you here so early?"
Xie Qinghuan raised an eyebrow, "What, interrupting your private mont?"
He chuckled softly, his gaze sweeping over the still-uncleared dining table, noticing three sets of dishes and pausing slightly, he couldn’t help but ask, "Did soone else co over?"
Both of them froze for a mont, and Xie Qinghuan explained, "Yan Yiheng, that bastard."
Jiang Jinghao frowned, displeased with Fu Nancheng’s friends involving themselves with Qiao Mo, as that man only brought her harm.
"Did Fu Nancheng send him?"
Qiao Mo shook her head, "No, he ca to find Qinghuan."
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