He walked up to Lin Jingshu and greeted her with a nod, "Mom."
At this moment, Lin Jingshu saw Lu Moqing, and the always gentle face showed a hint of coldness, thinking that Lu Moqing appeared here to take Qiao Yi away.
Qiao Xu had told her about losing the child custody lawsuit shortly after it ended.
Even over the phone, she could hear the loss and sadness in her daughter's voice, but the child was always so strong-willed, not allowing anyone to see her vulnerability, and she, as a mother, could only pretend not to know.
"Didn't you already divorce Xuxu? President Lu, I can't bear the weight of being called mom."
Her voice was soft, still gentle and graceful, but there was a hint of resentment in her tone.
Lu Moqing made a bitter smile in his heart, pursed his lips, and did not refute Lin Jingshu's words.
"Are you in such a hurry to take Qiao Yi away?"
Lin Jingshu looked at Lu Moqing with sarcasm, her voice much colder than before.
