Ji Qingxin continued to sneer coldly, "You come from A Country, and just happen to have the surname Qiao. Why do you care so much about the child in my womb, Qiao An?"
Qiao An suddenly turned her head, looking towards the door of the ward.
She wasn't sure whether Mu Jingxi had followed her, but she couldn't take that risk!
Letting go of Ji Qingxin, she quickly stepped forward to the door of the ward, where Xia Lin was standing far away in the corridor.
Seeing her and thinking she needed something, he started to approach, but she waved her hand, signaling him to stay put.
Xia Lin stopped in his tracks, standing still.
After closing the door, Qiao An's eyes flashed with a cold, menacing look.
She turned around, emitting a thin layer of anger, "What are you trying to say?"
"Qiao Yiqing, who is he to you?"
Qiao An's beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed dangerously, and she stretched out her hand, choking Ji Qingxin's neck, "Say one more word, and I'll kill you!"
