In the bedroom.
Qiao Ruoxin had just been bathed by a maid, changed into her robe, and dried her hair.
She leaned on the bed, boredly reading a book, and had waited a long time without Mo Chen returning, not knowing what he was discussing with Madam Mo.
After half an hour, she almost fell asleep, and finally, the bedroom door was pushed open.
It was Mo Chen coming back.
Qiao Ruoxin immediately perked up, sitting up straighter and rubbing her eyes.
"Mo Chen, what did your mother say?"
The man walked to the edge of the bed, sat down, and scrutinized her small expression of both anticipation and fear, "Nothing much, she told you to take good care of yourself during the pregnancy and not to run around."
"Mhm, I got it. Did she scold you?"
Actually, she felt that her little trick had been seen through by Madam Mo long ago, as Madam Mo knew her son best.
Mo Chen: "No, I'm going to take a shower, wait for me."
"Mhm."
She obediently watched as Mo Chen went to the bathroom.