1680. Will you come back?

At that moment, she didn't consider Lu Moqing at all.

Lu Moqing stood up beside her, unable to suppress the sarcastic smile on his face: "I never thought that one day, I would actually lose to a woman."

He even naively thought that he was more important than Xia Yumo.

Ha!

"Moqing...."

Seeing him leave, Qiaoxu felt a sudden panic in her heart and subconsciously reached out to him.

But as soon as her fingertips touched the back of his hand, he shook her off.

Lu Moqing left, and Qiaoxu sat alone in the living room, staring blankly at the ground.

Until a childish voice, filled with uneasiness and worry, sounded by her ear, "Mommy."

It was Qiao Yi.

Qiaoxu suddenly came back to her senses, only then realizing that her cheeks were a bit cold.

She quickly wiped away the tear stains on her face with her hand, pulled Qiao Yi into her arms, and forced a smile:

"What's wrong, baby?"

Five-year-old Qiao Yi had grown taller and his facial features even more handsome.