"Am I really ruined?"
Qiaoxu skillfully rotated the fruit knife in her hand and raised her eyebrows at Lu Moqing.
"As long as you don't abandon me, you can be ruined."
"That's uncertain."
Lu Moqing: "..."
Just at this moment, Xiao Qiao Yi, who had just finished assembling the robot, slowly got up from the soft pad and, in the next second, suddenly reached out and hugged Qiaoxu's arm tightly, saying:
"Mommy, don't kill Daddy, I can testify for Daddy, he didn't pay attention to that bad woman, really!"
Fearing that his mommy wouldn't believe him, he raised his watery black eyes to stare at Qiaoxu and nodded vigorously.
Looking at the undisguised worry in their son's eyes, as if he was really worried that mommy would take a knife and kill daddy, Qiaoxu and Lu Moqing couldn't help but laugh.
Lu Moqing reached out and rubbed Qiao Yi's head, admiringly said, "Good son."
Then he looked at Qiaoxu, waiting for his wife to speak.
