A torrent of thoughts flooded Ji Bo Lian's mind, and once the emotions started, they were difficult to contain.
Ji Qingwu said softly, "Have some tea first. It will soothe your throat."
Ji Bo Lian held the teacup in his hand but didn't drink, letting the warmth of the tea seep into his palm.
"You should bring the child back as soon as you can. It's better for you to raise her yourself than to leave her in someone else's care. A child needs her mother." His tone was much softer than before.
Ji Qingwu nodded. She had no desire to defy Mr. Ji, especially after he had helped her out of such a major predicament.
But she still felt conflicted. 'The first time we met, he berated me in front of the entire family. It's hard to feel any affection for him after that.'
Seeing her agree, Ji Bo Lian stood up and said to Mrs. Qiao, "Let's go."
Mrs. Qiao looked up in surprise. "Leaving already? Do you even remember why we came here in the first place?"
