Chapter 952: Chapter 961: A “Surprise” (7)
Fu Nancheng was downstairs entertaining the guests, unaware that his smile allowed everyone to relax a little.
After all, they no longer needed to speculate whether ’Mrs. Fu’ was attending, what color dress she’d wear, or what style outfit.
Qiao Mo waited a while longer in the room, while several relatives fretted over her.
Xu Wan was the first to speak: "Xiao Mo... Mom... Mom owes you an apology, you’ve suffered too much."
Xu Wan had prepared for a long time, but never expected that as soon as she started speaking, her eyes would redden and tears would well up.
"Mom... your health isn’t good, don’t cry," Qiao Mo said worriedly. freёwebnovel.com
Xu Wan wiped her tears and sat beside her: "Alright, I won’t cry... I’m just so happy."
Qiao Mo let out a gentle smile, and Xu Wan sighed: "I didn’t expect time to pass so quickly; even your child is grown now. I always regretted not seeing you get married in person, but now my wish has come true. Yet at this moment, I feel reluctant."
Qiao Mo, feeling emotional, thought this wedding seemed different from all the previous ones.
"Mom doesn’t have much else to say, just hopes you’ll be happy. As long as you’re happy, I’d be willing to lose ten years of my life."
"Mom, what nonsense are you talking? We’ve only just reunited, you must stay with me always."
"Alright... alright, I’ll listen to you, I’ll be with you always, just don’t find me annoying."
After Xu Wan spoke, Qiao Dehou was about to say something when Li Muqing also chimed in: "Xiao Mo..."
The two exchanged a glance, paused for a moment.
Qiao Dehou grumbled: "I should go first, Xiao Mo was raised by me single-handedly, I have seniority."
Li Muqing, never having dealt with this, said coldly, "As far as I know, Mr. Qiao has been quite the philanderer these years, who knows how many children he’s raised single-handedly."
"No matter what you say, she carries my name, she’s my daughter."
"Her blood carries the Li family lineage, even taking your surname for your sake doesn’t change the fact that she is mine and Wan Wan’s child."
Qiao Mo felt helpless, with a headache watching the two nearly fifty-year-old men banter.
Xie Qinghuan seized the moment, hugging Qiao Mo reluctantly and whispered, "Xiao Mo, make sure to find happiness this time."
"Alright. What about you? When’s your good news going to happen?"
"You speak nonsense."
Qiao Mo seriously replied, "You’re not that young anymore, you should settle down. My son can already run errands."
Xie Qinghuan pursed her lips, "No rush, your daughter hasn’t been born yet. My son will be born before your daughter, and will woo your daughter once grown."
Qiao Mo laughed at her, gently pushed her forehead: "And you should have a son first."
"That’s not up to me; if someone has problems in that regard, there’s nothing I can do," Xie Qinghuan said, sounding aggrieved.
Yan Yiheng behind her looked sternly, gripping her back to him, and gritted his teeth as he whispered, "I’ll deal with you tonight."
"Tut, haven’t you spent enough time in the study lately?" Xie Qinghuan glared at him.
Yan Yiheng pinched her waist hard with a grim expression.
This damned woman, she’d been guarding him like a wolf these years and dares imply he has problems!
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