"Useless! It's useless! You can't take care of her for a lifetime! Just let her have it this time. You're so happy now, you're so beautiful and hardworking, you'll definitely find a better man in the future!"
Qiao Mo stared at her for a long time, finally gently pulling her hand away and slowly standing up.
"You should go back first, I have something to do, so I'll leave now." Saying this, Qiao Mo gently freed her hand, no longer concerned about her kneeling on the ground, turned, and left.
Qiao Mo's coldness was beyond Yang Peiyun's expectations, and it wasn't until she was far away that she came to her senses.
Qiao Yun slowly walked out of the ward, reaching out to gently help her up: "Mom, what did she say...?"
Yang Peiyun lowered her eyes, somewhat annoyed: "I always thought she had a soft heart, didn't expect her heart to be so hard."
