Qiao Qiao came back to her senses. Yes, tomorrow she would be Huo Qiao, not Qiao Qiao anymore, but the eldest daughter of the Huo Family!
Thinking about the words "eldest daughter," she felt they didn't quite fit her.
Qin Shaonan hugged her tightly.
Qiao Qiao looked at Qin Shaonan and thought about how she no longer had any connection with Ci Wan, including her birth records in the hospital, all completely wiped clean.
Not only cleaned, but all her information now was that of Huo Qiao, the eldest daughter of the Huo Family.
Twenty-five years old this year, born on August 15th.
Could this really be her new beginning?
Lost in thought, Xiaobei woke up, turned over, and started to cry softly.
Qiao Qiao was about to pick up Xiaobei, but Qin Shaonan had already lifted him up and held him upright, letting the little one's head rest on his shoulder.
"Be good, baby, don't cry."
Qin Shaonan patiently comforted him, gently patting his bottom, his voice unusually soft and tender.
