novelraw Chapter 580: Graduation (16)
Chapter 580: Graduation (16)
Why... of all times, was it eight years ago.No sooner had Fu Nancheng returned did he give her more time to zone out.
Qiao Mo quickly closed the webpage in a hurry, her fingers chilly and a bit shaky. She immediately closed the computer.
Fu Nancheng furrowed his brows slightly, pulling her onto his lap, glanced at the closed computer, and scrutinized her with a deep voice, "What guilty thing are you up to? So flustered?"
"Nothing." Qiao Mo rebutted softly, yet still appeared a bit downcast.
"Hmm?" His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, scrutinizing her.
Although she seemed abnormal at first glance, he keenly sensed her low spirits.
"It’s nothing, maybe it’s the pregnancy causing it. Mood swings." Qiao Mo forced a smile, but her fingertips still trembled slightly.
Could it be that the person he’s been searching for has actually been her... sister?
Qiao Yun?
Is Qiao Yun truly a child of the Qiao family... is she really the one he’s looking for...
Suddenly, Qiao Mo wanted to ask Qiao Dehou about what really happened back then.
But then thought of Qiao Dehou still lying in the hospital, not yet awake, made Qiao Mo even more disheartened.
As for Fu Nancheng, he didn’t think much of it, assuming it was merely a pregnancy reaction.
After all, he had heard before that women are prone to emotional instability during pregnancy and may become unreasonable.
"Is it that the baby misses Daddy?" Fu Nancheng’s large hand rested on her belly, where at this stage, there was no visible change yet. However, just the thought that a small life, a life belonging to him and her, resided here, always made him marvel at the mystery and greatness of life.
Qiao Mo gazed dazedly at his profile, silent. Her lashes fluttered lightly, slightly damp.
Fu Nancheng caressed for a while, chatting with the baby in her belly. His big hands felt very warm and cozy on her body.
Ten minutes later, he wrapped her in his arms and laid her on the bed: "Lie down, I’m going to prepare to tell a story to the baby and mommy."
Qiao Mo finally managed a smile, whispering, "Mommy doesn’t like your stories."
"Not liking isn’t an option." Fu Nancheng grabbed a fairy tale book from the bedside. Seeing it, Qiao Mo couldn’t help but recall how at first, this man actually wanted to tell the baby in her belly about currency wars, which gave Qiao Mo a bit of a headache.
Eventually, he read a few pages, which made her yawn incessantly.
Then the next day, she forcibly changed it to fairy tales, like the ugly duckling, mermaids, and so on.
However, he was by no means a peaceful sort.
He turned good fairy tales into dark ones, such as the ugly duckling striving hard to become a roast duck, and the mermaid turning out to be a shark.
"Today I’ll tell you the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs."
Qiao Mo perked up her ears to listen, although he altered the stories beyond recognition, yet no matter how, she indeed never heard them before.
With a hoarse voice, Fu Nancheng began slowly, and in the dead of night, it was particularly enticing.
Although the fairy tale in his hands was still the standard version sold in bookstores, once the story came from his mouth, it turned exceptionally eerie and suggestive.
Snow White became a tool for the Queen to compete for her husband’s affection since the Queen had aged and lost her beauty, and the King favored young and beautiful girls. Therefore, the Queen prayed to give birth to a girl with skin whiter than snow, attempting to retain the King’s heart...
But as soon as the princess truly received her husband’s love day and night, the Queen began to rage with jealousy.