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When Mrs. Qiao heard Xinluo's words, her face changed.

"That child belongs to our Qiao family!"

It's a request to Xinluo, but now that the granddaughter is, the daughter's affairs are not so important.

"Mrs. Qiao doesn't need to be so excited. I didn't say she's not from your Qiao family. But that child is your Qiao family's granddaughter, but also Xiaoqing's daughter. No one can deny this."

"I'm here this time to ask Mrs. Qiao. How are you going to arrange this child, and how are you going to arrange this child's mother? And... about the premature birth of Xiaoqing, doesn't Mrs. Qiao have anything to say?"

Su Qing will give birth prematurely, and Mrs. Qiao is the initiator.

If she hadn't accidentally pushed Su Qing downstairs, how could she give birth prematurely?

Unexpectedly, he apologized, but Xinluo's words were still so fierce.

Mrs. Qiao's face changed and changed, and she managed to suppress her anger and said calmly: "These matters are our own affairs, and it seems that we shouldn't ask Miss."

"Mrs. Qiao is wrong. These things are not only about Qiao's family, but also about Su Qing. Xiaoqing and I are like sisters. If Mrs. Qiao thinks that I am not qualified to control it, I can immediately let Daddy and Mommy Recognize Xiaoqing as a goddaughter. What does Mrs. Qiao think?"

Xinluo's words reminded Mrs. Qiao, and then she remembered that the woman sitting in front of her was not just Shen Yi's niece.

She, she is also the biological daughter of the Duke of Redington.

There was a hint of timidity in Mrs. Joe's eyes.

Today's Chinese, who does not know Duke Reddington's domineering and short-tempered temper.

A few hours ago, the air defense alarm sounded in the airspace of China.

"This kind of thing won't alarm the Duke of Reddington..." Mrs. Qiao's tone was slightly relaxed, and took over Xinluo's words: "Actually, it's useless for Miss Yue to ask me about this."

"Let's be honest with Miss Yue, that child was picked up by my father-in-law and the old man of Qiao's family. Not to mention Su Qing, now, I can't see that child."

"You can't see it either, how is it possible?"

"What I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask Lu Yuchen to find out for you. Not only that, but I can't even see Mo Han's face now. He...was brought back to China by his grandfather and locked up. confinement."

Xinluo's indifferent face finally appeared solemn.

However, in the eyes, it was a little more relaxed.

Qiao Mohan didn't deliberately leave Xiaoqing alone, at least this can prove that he should have fought for Xiaoqing, or even disobeyed Mr. Qiao, so he was locked up.

Mrs. Qiao sighed a little, and said in a very regretful tone: "Miss Yue, to be honest, the man I hate the most in my life is the man who is always in chaos. I admit that when I was in Europe, it was me. He accidentally pushed Su Qing's child downstairs."

"However, I dare to vouch for my life. I definitely didn't mean to push her down. That day, I wanted to persuade her to return to China with me. She wanted to leave and would not come back. I was afraid that she would run away and drag her..."

"Well, anyway, I'm sorry for that little girl."

When Xinluo heard Mrs. Qiao's regretful words, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were so cold that there was no temperature.

She raised her eyes to look at each other, and said coolly: "Since you know that you are sorry for Xiaoqing, why do you still take her child away when Xiaoqing is in a coma? Don't you know that a child represents a mother to a mother? what!"

"I, of course I know."

Mrs. Joe was a little emotional.

She also looked at Xinluo, a struggle flashed in her charming eyes, "However, Miss Su's conditions are too bad...she...she is not worthy of our family Mo Han!"

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