"Mrs. Mo."
The woman looked up at her, "Sit."
Qiao Ruoxin took a seat on the sofa across from her, feigning calm as she watched Mrs. Mo.
Mrs. Mo said, "I heard he proposed to you, and you accepted?"
Her heart sank sharply, and her slender fingers involuntarily curled up, "Yes."
Mrs. Mo smiled slightly, "Let's not beat around the bush. I'll be direct. Your actions from two years ago make it hard for me to trust you."
"..." She took a deep breath, "Then what can I do to make you trust me?"
"Two conditions. First, you need to help Mo Chen fully recover to normal. I've seen his health reports and psychological assessments today, and they're not very good."
Qiao Ruoxin's expression became tense, "And the second?"
"Second, you two are not allowed to go public with your relationship within this year."
She couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise, "Why?"
