Seeing her attempt to speak interrupted by Qiao Yun once again, Qiao Mo looked at her with reddened eyes and mocked, "My child doesn't need anyone else to take care of them."
Qiao Yun simply smiled indifferently, her beautifully manicured hand tightly holding onto Fu Nancheng's arm, refusing to let go.
"Xiao Yun is just being considerate. If you find this inappropriate, I will have the lawyer contact you later," Fu Nancheng spoke coldly, seemingly agreeing with Qiao Yun's words without offering any explanation.
Qiao Mo, with eyes red, looked at him in disbelief.
How could he become like this?
Not long ago, he was tirelessly talking to the baby in her belly, not long ago they were discussing the baby's name, why could he suddenly become so indifferent?
Her gaze felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and Fu Nancheng's large hand in his pants pocket kept clenching.
The meeting today was unforeseen by him, but with things having come to this, he had no other choice.
