Qiaoqiao did not notice who sent Gu Xu the message on WeChat, but the message 'I've gone back to my mother's house' indicated who it was.
It was Chen Jingzi, the woman that Gu Xu foolishly loved, and also the woman that Qiaoqiao despised.
"You're sick, haven't you told her?" Qiaoqiao pulled a stool to the bedside, her concerned and sympathetic gaze fell on Gu Xu, repeating, "Why haven't you told her?"
Gu Xu concealed the sadness in his eyes, and gave her an irrelevant answer with a smile.
"Is it snowing heavily outside?" He gazed at the snowflakes on her clothing and hair, then worriedly asked, "Why would you come to the hospital in such heavy snow? If you don't care about the child in your womb, at least I do. Once they are born, can I continue to be their godfather?"
This side of Gu Xu broke her heart deeply.
But she was helpless.
Amo reminded her not to pour salt on his wound when he was sick, especially not to mention anything about Chen Jingzi.
