1145. A dispute arises

Rong Ying, upon hearing Qiao Xu's words, felt a bitter sweetness in her heart, and her eyes reddened as well.

Qiao Xu saw this, but he couldn't tell whether this was Rong Ying pretending, or if it was a genuine display of emotion.

But she didn't speak, and after a moment, she laughed and said,

"I never would have thought, I'm over forty, and already a grandmother."

The next second, Qiao Xu seemed to think of something, his eyebrows furrowed, and in his tired eyes, a hint of uneasiness surfaced.

"What's wrong?"

Qiao Xu frowned and said, "I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I always feel that Mo Qing doesn't seem to like this child."

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed at the bottom of Rong Ying's eyes, and then she said,

"How could that be? This is Mo Qing's child, how could he not like him? Aren't you overthinking it?"

Qiao Xu pursed his lips, looking at Rong Ying, seemingly hesitant to speak.

"Aunt Rong, you are one of us, so I'll be frank with you."