The chief ex-husband won't let go of Yi Xiaobao

Seeing that their relationship was relatively harmonious, Lin's father spoke calmly.

"Since both of you are in good health and have been married for three years, it's time to discuss having a child."

He paused for a moment, his tone unusually calm.

"Grandma Gu called yesterday and subtly asked if Qingran didn't want children right now. Qingran, tell your father what your plans are."

Lin Qingran pursed her lips secretly, not daring to look directly into her father's expectant gaze.

"dad......"

Lin Xiaoruo found an opportunity to take a bite and said softly.

"Dad, we can't rush things about the children. You see, Moxuan and my sister don't really want to talk about this. Let's have our meal."

Mr. Lin glanced disapprovingly at Lin Xiaoruo, who had suddenly interrupted, and then said in a low voice.

"Grandma Gu will be back from abroad tomorrow. Qingran, whatever decision you make, Dad will support you."

"But you can't just keep dragging this on."

Lin Qingran raised his head and looked at his father, suddenly realizing that there was another meaning behind his father's words.

Her grip on the chopsticks tightened slightly.

Over the past three years, the Lin family should have noticed that there are significant problems in her relationship with Gu Moxuan.

"I understand, Father."

Lin Qingran answered softly, looking down at the bowl in front of her, and secretly took a deep breath.

Gu Moxuan watched as Lin Qingran suddenly fell silent, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Although Lin's father's words were meant to reprimand Lin Qingran, they were actually spoken to him.

He was warning him, and Gu Moxuan certainly understood the meaning behind it.

Gu Moxuan remained expressionless, his dark eyes glancing at Lin Qingran as he tightened his grip on the chopsticks in his hand.

She had long intended to divorce him.

Now that someone is backing her up, her determination will likely be even stronger.

Gu Moxuan's eyes gradually deepened.

Lin Qingran noticed the unfriendly look in Gu Moxuan's eyes, and her expression quickly returned to calm.

Just then, Lin Xiaoruo ladled out a bowl of soup and handed it to Lin Qingran.

"Sister, a bowl of hot soup in winter will warm your heart."

Lin Qingran didn't even look up, and refused in a calm voice.

"No thanks."

Lin Xiaoruo did not give up. With a smile on her face, she said softly.

"Sister, aren't you most afraid of the cold?"

Lin Qingran looked somewhat impatient and reached for a tissue when Lin Xiaoruo suddenly handed her a bowl of scalding hot soup.

Her hand unexpectedly struck the bottom of the bowl, causing it to fall and spill soup all over the floor.

Lin Xiaoru called out softly.

"Ah~"

Gu Moxuan's face immediately darkened. He glanced at Lin Qingran, then turned to look at Lin Xiaoruo beside him.

"Is everything okay?"

Lin Xiaoru shook her head, biting her lip lightly, her face showing grievance.

"I'm fine. Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just wanted you to have some soup to warm you up, but I didn't expect you to not like it."

Her words made almost everyone think that Lin Qingran had deliberately flipped the bowl.

Lin's father sat quietly beside Lin Qingran. He saw Gu Moxuan examining the burn on Lin Xiaoruo's hand with concern, but ignoring Lin Qingran. His face was full of anger.

"Qingran, is your hand alright?"

As Lin's father spoke, Gu Moxuan paused in examining Lin Xiaoruo's injuries.

Hearing her father's concerned voice, Lin Qingran felt a warmth in her heart and shook her head to indicate that she was alright.

"It's okay, I'll just go and clean it up."

She had changed into a black suit earlier, but the jacket was splattered with soup stains, which was unpleasant to look at.

She got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Lin Xiaoruo bit her lip lightly, then stood up.

"I'll go help my sister clean up."

Lin's father didn't say anything. A hint of embarrassment flashed in Lin Xiaoruo's eyes, but she still awkwardly walked towards the bathroom.

Lin Qingran wiped the stains off her clothes with a tissue and was using water to relieve the pain in her hands.

Seeing Lin Xiaoruo slowly approaching, his expression remained unchanged.

Lin Xiaoruo glanced at her scalded hand, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

"Sister, this soup is really hot today. Are you alright?"

Lin Qingran glanced at Lin Xiaoruo in the mirror, her tone cold.

"There are only the two of us here, so say whatever you want to say."

Lin Qingran looked at Lin Xiaoruo's delicate face in the mirror with indifferent eyes.

Lin Xiaoruo pursed her lips, pulled out a tissue from the side, and slowly wiped her hand, which had just been scalded red.

"I just want to tell my sister that what's owed to me should be returned. Otherwise, holding onto it will burn my hands."

Lin Qingran lowered her eyes, chuckled softly, looked at the red stain on the back of her hand, and said casually.

"Are you in such a hurry?"

"If it really is yours, why are you afraid to take it back?"

Lin Xiaoruo paused, looking at the stunningly beautiful Lin Qingran in the mirror, her heart filled with jealousy.

She was getting anxious, especially as she saw the relationship between Lin Qingran and Gu Moxuan gradually being revealed.

Gu Moxuan didn't even try to suppress the fact that he and Lin Qingran were secretly married, which made her feel a great sense of pressure.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoruo hopes that Gu Moxuan and Lin Qingran can have a complete break.

"Mo Xuan doesn't love you at all. The person he loves is me. You've always known that."

"Even if you've been married for three years, as long as I stand with you, Mo Xuan will always care about me."

"Sister, I know you just don't want to admit that you lost to me, lost to an adopted daughter. But keeping Mo Xuan by your side is pointless, isn't it?"

Lin Qingran listened to Lin Xiaoruo's words with a calm expression.

"Do you love him?"

Her sudden words startled Lin Xiaoruo.

Lin Xiaoruo seemed unable to answer Lin Qingran's sudden question, and hesitated for a long time before slowly replying.

"Of course I love it."

Lin Qingran chuckled softly.

Lin Xiaoruo's most sensitive nerve was triggered by Lin Qingran's soft laughter.

"What's so funny? Is it so funny that I love him?"

Lin Qingran nodded slowly, "It's quite ridiculous."

"What did you do three years ago? Don't you know the answer in your heart?"

"If you truly love him, would you hesitate for so long? We both know the answer."

She leisurely wiped the water stains off the back of her hand, threw the tissue into the trash can on the side, and turned to face Lin Xiaoruo.

"Even if we're anxious, aren't you more anxious than me, Xiaoruo?"

Her voice was gentle and refined, making Lin Xiaoruo seem exceptionally inferior in her presence.

Her every move was calm and elegant, as if nothing in the world could frighten her.

She slightly curved her lips, taking in all of Lin Xiaoruo's changing expressions, and said calmly.

"I was originally going to grant your wish. But seeing how anxious you are, I've decided to wait and see."

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