After having a little clear porridge, Mo Hexuan insisted on taking her to the hospital for a check-up. As she passed by Chu Xiaoyu, she greeted her, "Xiaoyu, I'm heading out."
Chu Xiaoyu looked at her face, her expression somewhat grim. She pursed her lips, glanced at Mo Hexuan not far away, who was glaring, and then sighed softly, forcing a smile, "Mm. Go early and come back early."
She really didn't want Qin Youxue to be pregnant.
Chu Xiaoyu thought a bit gloomily.
Whether or not Mo Hexuan was her husband didn't matter; she just couldn't stand seeing a woman's life being ruined by Mo Hexuan like that.
But what could be done about it?
This world had always been a place of survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle. Qin Youxue was too weak, destined to be devoured by Mo Hexuan.
This was inevitable; if anyone was to blame, it could only be Qin Youxue for getting involved with Mo Hexuan.
