Qin Muchuan did not hesitate in the slightest, pushing her away.
"Ah…"
Accompanied by a cry of surprise, Zhou Ziqing fell to the floor of the ward!
Qin Muchuan had developed a distaste for this Zhou Ziqing— he even began to doubt whether this woman was still the kind, intelligent girl from his memories.
How could she have turned into such an indifferent person? She lacked love and concern, even for her daughter.
"Muchuan..." Lin Xiangwan hit the floor, looking at him in agony.
He gave her a cold glance. "You should be more concerned about Duoduo, not reminiscing about old times with me. I hate talking about the past; I prefer to look towards the future..."
"How could you be so heartless towards me?"
Qin Muchuan looked at her very impatiently, asking, "Can you even take care of your child? If you can't, I'll find someone who can!"
"No... I can!" Zhou Ziqing replied, grinding her teeth.
"Alright then, what do you need? I'll get someone to buy it."
