She didn't look at all like a girl who had become a mother; she was truly remarkable, excellent, and strong.
"Qi Longbing, you sure have a sweet mouth," Hua Xiaomo said with a faint smile, not saying anything further. Something crossed her mind, and she rummaged through her purse for her phone. Sure enough, there were several missed calls; oh, they had all been forwarded to voicemail.
Hua Xiaomo narrowed her eyes and looked at him. "Qi Longbing, did you mess with my phone and set it to forward calls to voicemail? No wonder my phone hasn't rung at all today."
"When you're with me, just enjoy your time out. I don't want you to be so preoccupied with work that you forget about me and our daughter," Qi Longbing said, voicing a genuine complaint. He truly had neglected Candy. How could he even consider sending Candy to a boarding school? Boarding schools were for children left behind by migrant worker parents, not for their daughter.
