Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 825 - 833: Child (5)

Sending flowers and still getting scolded? Looks like Mama is really upset...

Qiao Zichen pouted aggrievedly, quickly calculating in his head how to avoid trouble after going home.

Fu Nancheng stood not far away, petrified by the scene between the two, listening to their conversation.

This little kid... just now... what did he call Xiao Mo?

Is he... is he Xiao Mo’s child?

Qiao Zichen accidentally glanced back and saw someone standing behind him. To return the favor, he pointed at Fu Nancheng and said, "Mama, this uncle paid for the flowers for me."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Mo snorted and, holding the child, walked toward him, thinking he had brought Chenchen here, and sarcastically remarked, "Mr. Fu really is everywhere, you can’t even leave a child alone. How much did you spend on the flowers for Chenchen? I’ll pay you back."

With that, she took out her wallet from her bag, intending to return the money he spent.

But Fu Nancheng couldn’t even hear what she was saying, his gaze was fixated on little Qiao Zichen.

It seemed that a moment ago, Qiao Zichen had gotten familiar with him, so he widened his eyes and stared back at him.

"Do you know my Mama?"

"He... he is..." Fu Nancheng’s thin lips trembled, tears welling up in his eyes.

Qiao Mo’s actions paused, throwing the wallet back into her bag, she lowered her eyes without making a sound, pulling Qiao Zichen as she turned to leave for home.

Fu Nancheng grabbed her back, not allowing her to leave. His thin lips trembled as he whispered, "He... whose child is he?"

Seeing the tension in his eyes, Qiao Mo froze for a moment then chuckled softly: "Does whose child he is have anything to do with Mr. Fu?"

"I am asking you whose child he is!" Fu Nancheng barked, his eyes bloodshot.

Qiao Mo’s eyes also reddened slightly, mercilessly continuing her mockery: "Why? Is Mr. Fu starting to care now? I didn’t see you this agitated when the child was gone. What are you afraid of? Afraid I stole your child and will demand money from you later? You can rest assured that will never happen!"

"Xiao Mo..." His heart ached, his face turning pale.

"Or is it that Mrs. Fu can’t have children now? It’s just a child, why so worked up."

Qiao Mo pushed him away, her eyes also misted over.

Fu Nancheng staggered from the push, looking at her in a daze.

Qiao Mo sneered, ignoring him further, and left with Qiao Zichen, whose eyes were round as can be.

Fu Nancheng came to his senses, quickly catching up and grabbing her wrist, shouting angrily, "Whose child is he, after all!"

Qiao Mo was pulled in pain, tears in her eyes but smiling radiantly: "Whose child he is has nothing to do with you either!"

Fu Nancheng stared at her intently, thin lips pressed tightly. He didn’t want her to leave his side, his sight, yet he could only watch helplessly as she walked away until she disappeared from view.

...

Qiao Mo drove home, still somewhat absent-minded. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

At first, she thought Fu Nancheng had picked up Qiao Zichen from kindergarten. But seeing his reaction later, she realized it was just a chance meeting in front of the company.

Lu Yiming looked at her sitting absent-mindedly on the sofa, frowned, and said, "What are you planning to do now?"

"I don’t know, just didn’t expect him and Chenchen to meet so soon. Take it one step at a time."

At this moment, Qiao Zichen was hiding his little butt behind the door of the children’s room, secretly listening to their conversation, his big round eyes twinkling, not knowing what he was thinking.