novelraw Chapter 563 Pregnant (19)
Chapter 563 Pregnant (19)
Is that girl really like me?Although it has been a long time, is there really someone so similar?
Qiao Mo slightly pouted her lips, feeling a bit envious. It’s unfortunate that his purest memories from youth hide another woman.
Yet, the past is the most powerless thing in this world. Because no one can change or reverse it.
Qiao Mo was lost in her thoughts in a daze.
It was a few minutes later when she realized the room had gone silent.
She returned to her senses and instinctively looked at Yu Qianxun.
But at that moment, she met her gaze and froze.
Her gaze was cold, a chilling kind of coldness, seemingly mixed with a sinister hatred and madness, making her instinctively step back a few paces, almost feeling like she was being stared at by a venomous snake.
Qiao Mo broke out in a cold sweat, her heart tightening into a knot.
She closed her eyes, then looked at her again.
Where was that cold gaze now? That round little face, with big eyes looking at her curiously, revealed a smile upon noticing her gaze, appearing exceptionally cute.
Seeing Qiao Mo staring at her silently, Yu Qianxun worriedly asked: "What’s wrong, Xiao Mo?"
"Ah? Ah... nothing... I just feel a bit envious hearing you talk about your childhood. You know I don’t remember anything." Qiao Mo said softly.
"It’s okay, you have Mr. Fu now. The past is gone, and the future is what matters most."
Qiao Mo nodded, yet she was still absorbed in that previous gaze, appearing a bit absent-minded.
"Xiao Mo, you will definitely be happy in the future. Don’t worry about the past, as long as you’re happy later." Yu Qianxun gently held Qiao Mo’s hand, reassuring her.
Qiao Mo returned a smile and nodded.
The two chatted away for a while, and finally discussed the third competition before going back to their respective activities.
Qiao Mo sat at her desk, looking at the design on the computer, yet seemed somewhat distracted.
Her mind couldn’t shake off that sudden gaze she turned towards earlier—cold, with a deep-seated hatred, sending chills from her feet to her heart.
After thinking for a long time, Qiao Mo eventually shook her head.
How could Qianxun look at her with such a gaze? It must have been her mind wandering, resulting in an illusion.
...
A few days later, it was the day before the third fashion competition.
Thinking of it as the last knockout round, Qiao Mo calculated that as long as her performance isn’t too bad, she should be able to secure a good position.
However, whether she could collaborate with Master Simon would require some luck.
After all, design and fashion are such things where everyone has different views, different designers have different opinions. Opposing views may not exactly be unfashionable, but there are many different ways to interpret the same thing.
That night, after tidying up, Qiao Mo found herself with rare free time.
Fu Nancheng hadn’t come back yet. He seemed to be quite busy lately, and as dinner time was approaching, Nanny Wang came upstairs and softly said: "Miss Qiao, sir instructed you to have dinner first."
"I’ll wait for him to come back and eat together." Qiao Mo glanced at the time, it was just a quarter past five, still early.
Nanny Wang checked the watch: "Sir specifically instructed that since you are pregnant, you should eat at five o’clock."
Qiao Mo chuckled: "It’s just a pregnancy, it’s not that precious. I’ll wait for him a little longer."