We'll Talk About It Later

Wu Chengyue took a deep breath and then let it out. After that, he said to her with his standard mild smile, "I'm here to see if something is wrong with your health. You seem fine, so if I have guessed right, the problem is with the baby, isn't it?"

Pausing briefly, he continued before Lin Qiao could respond, "As the baby's father, I think I have every right to know about the baby's condition."

Lin Qiao turned and looked outside. The room was pretty soundproof, so she didn't worry that the others might hear him.

"She's fine," said Lin Qiao blandly.

As Wu Chengyue had said, he had the right to know about the baby's condition because he was the father. The baby's soul might belong to the other baby that Lin Qiao had with that evil man, but now, she was Wu Chengyue's baby. That was true.

Thankfully, the baby's blood had changed. Lin Qiao didn't like Wu Chengyue, but he was better than that heartless man at least.