It was Qiao Zhen who named it.

Frustration and jealousy accumulated over time, becoming increasingly severe, and dark thoughts began to rage within Fan Zhao's heart.

One day, Qiao Zhen handed Fan Tuan to Fan Zhao. She needed to go out to buy a few cans of milk powder. When she returned, she saw Fan Zhao's hand rubbing Fan Tuan's slender and fragile little neck, as if he was torn between pinching her or not pinching her.

Qiao Zhen was so frightened that she almost lost her soul. The next day, she took the rice ball to the Zhuo family and asked Zhuo's mother to raise it. She also hinted to Zhuo's mother that she did not want to take care of the child in the future. In addition, there was the matter between Zhuo Jue and Du Feng. The Zhuo family was once again in the midst of a storm.

Fan Zhao belatedly realized that Qiao Zhen had discovered his evil intentions on the spot, so he simply went all out and released all the snake spirits inside him, which was extremely terrifying.

That night, Qiao Zhen nestled in Fan Zhao's arms. "Why didn't you say you were jealous of him sooner? I'm not the kind of person who thinks 'you're his father, so you have to be good to him.'" She leaned in and kissed him, her eyes full of love. "I told you, you can tell me what's bothering you, and I won't blame you. Don't you believe me?"

Fan Zhao countered, "Can I trust you?"

He clung to Qiao Zhen like a patient suffering from skin hunger. With trembling hands, he brushed the hair from Qiao Zhen's forehead and asked again, "Can I trust you?"

Qiao Zhen held his hand and played with it, then smiled and flashed a set of bright white teeth. "Of course, I'm giving you the right, the right that's exclusively yours. You're the one who has the most right to mess with me."

Fan Zhao excitedly rolled over and pinned Qiao Zhen down, and another sleepless night ensued.

Qiao Zhen lay limp on the bed like a salted fish, her back and legs aching. The combat power of the mission target in this world was simply maxed out, and Qiao Zhen had high hopes for him.

Hehehe ← A lewd laugh.

She rolled over, threw off the covers, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then casually put on a short dress.

Fan Zhao is working in his study.

Qiao Zhen carried the candied eggs inside, then hugged Fan Zhao from behind. His desk had files on the company's senior executives. Fan Zhao covered Qiao Zhen's eyes, saying, "Don't look at them."