Qiao Mo hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Um."
It wasn't that she intended to conceal anything; it's just that besides Fu Nancheng, Qinghuan, Xu Wan, and Qiao Dehou, she hadn't told anyone else about Chenchen's background.
She didn't want others to pity Chenchen or look at him differently.
To her, he was her child, even if not by blood.
Yu Qianxun seemed a bit out of it and only reacted after a while: "But... but didn't you have a miscarriage before..."
"You've heard about that too." Qiao Mo smiled slightly without explaining further.
Yu Qianxun frowned slightly, seeming somewhat suspicious.
The meal stretched into the afternoon, and everyone enjoyed it immensely.
...
The next morning, Qiao Mo continued to take a few sips of traditional Chinese medicine, and her condition improved significantly.
It gave her some comfort.
After Fu Nancheng dropped her off at the company, he said softly, "I'll pick you up this evening."
"Okay."
