"You've arrived." A strange curve formed at the corners of her lips.
She had the look of someone holding a winning hand, as if certain of something.
"Did you need to see me?"
Qiao An pulled over a chair and sat down directly.
Ji Qingxin's gaze swept over Xia Lin, and Qiao An understood. "What, afraid my bodyguard will hear?"
"These secrets, I believe, it's better not to let outsiders hear them."
Qiao An's smile paused, her eyes growing colder. Ji Qingxin today was exceptionally different.
"Xia Lin, step out."
"Miss Qiao..."
"Wait for me at the door."
Xia Lin, seeing that she was resolute, said no more, "I'll be right outside, call me if you need anything."
She left the ward and carefully closed the door.
A glint of cunning flashed through Ji Qingxin's eyes. She placed a hand on her protruding belly, "Qiao An, do you really want this child?"
"What do you mean?"
