She pursed her lips, trying hard to remain calm, she couldn't panic.
The more panic she showed, the more she played into Ji Qingxin's hands.
Now, her motives unclear, Qiao An had no idea what she was planning.
But in the hospital, with Xia Lin and the guards right outside the door, separated by merely a door, she wouldn't be foolish enough to harm her.
"What do you mean?"
"You gave birth to a child quietly, and I thought you were so pure and clean. Turns out you're just another woman of loose morals!"
"You went to all this trouble to find me just to say that?"
Qiao An let out a cold laugh, "Ji Qingxin, you've really regressed."
"Whose spawn is your daughter?" Ji Qingxin's eyes were filled with venomous intent, staring at her as if she wanted to tear her to shreds.
That look was truly malicious and undisguised.
