"She's backward both economically and culturally, and her biological parents are also village bumpkins from. In the end, if the family demands compensation, your family must clean up her mess." Qiao Chen pursed her lips and glanced at Fu Ge. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Zhao Jingwei continued, "Furthermore, you already called Senior Fu over, and he has called an acquaintance at the city hospital as well. Without her messing up, the child might have been saved long ago!" Yes, Qiao Chen also felt uncomfortable at the thought of being scolded by the nosy old man just now.

Having lost face just now as well, Zhao Jingwei's words saved him a lot of dignity. His eyes slowly turned indifferent and he turned away from Qiao Nian to say softly to Qiao Chen, "Let's go. My mother, uncle, and aunt are outside."

Qiao Chen had already seen Qiao Weimin and the others who had rushed over. The two distinguished guests from the Tang family were no longer here, so it was just Qiao Weimin, Shen Qiongzhi, and Fu Ge's mother.

Upon seeing Madam Fu, Qiao Chen immediately put on an obedient mask and sweetly called, "Aunt Fu."

Qiao Weimin and

in the city's financial news from time to time, they left their arrogance and belittlement of Qiao Nian at the back of their throats and shrank back at the side, their faces full of

walked over quickly and first looked at Qiao Chen, then at Fu Ge. He smiled and reached out to

father. "Uncle, Chen Chen is my girlfriend. It's my

a good lad. I'll leave her to

"You're too kind, uncle."

since we're a family, I won't be so formal with you." Qiao Weimin

glanced at her son. Her eyes seemed filled with rebuke,

big families in the city. Even if they

from a matching background, and the best would be to find

village bumpkin Qiao Nian that Fu Ge had been with before, Qiao Chen was still much better even if she wasn't suitable! Anyway, Fu Ge wasn't at the age to get

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