Jian Mo looked up in confusion. "I remember I told you about my family situation. Have you forgotten? As expected, as we age, our memories become worse. I recommend that Mr. Qiao eat more walnuts."

Qiao Xia choked and laughed out of anger. She crossed her arms over her chest and said, "Little girl's tricks, I won't fall for them."

Jian Mo remained silent.

When she first knew her story, she felt that she was quite pitiful and not a very evil person. But now that she knew that she had a son, she immediately lost her good impression of her.

They are all your own flesh and blood, why should you favor one over the other?

"Then...can I leave now?"

Qiao Xia pursed her lips and didn't respond.

Jian Mo turned and walked towards the elevator. A voice came from behind her, "Pay attention to what I just said. If you want to tie Huo Qichen down, make plans to get pregnant early."

Being so high and mighty, Jian Mo leaned over and asked, "What? I don't want a child, but Mr. Qiao wants to take his own child with him to the top?"

Qiao Xia narrowed her eyes.

"Don't worry, if I have a child, I won't ignore it for years."

The elevator door opened and Jian Mo strode in without much pause.

Only after she walked out of Wenhua did she feel completely relieved. She walked to the bus stop not far away. She had lost too much today and she felt guilty. She wished she could save more money.

Under the continued high pressure, her mind was distracted. After she followed the swaying bus for a distance, she remembered that she had not replied to Huo Qichen yet.

The phone was on silent, and there were many missed calls, all from Huo Qi Chen.

She was startled and realized that she had only typed half of her reply: I'm quick.

She was going to say she was almost done.

I was interrupted by Qiao Xia and couldn't finish it.

No wonder Huo Qi Chen is so anxious.