The Goddess is Sweet and Aloof
Chapter 902 - 900 Will You Marry Daddy?

Chapter 902: Chapter 900 Will You Marry Daddy?

Qiao Lin suddenly spoke, "Xiaoqian is truly pitiful, it looks like from now on... staying by my side... he will also have to live without a mother. In the end, it’s my fault as a father. A child should have a mother, a home."

Hearing this, Nie Lin suddenly felt a sourness in her heart, a child always needs a mother, needs a complete family. Considering Qiao Lin is not too old, the chance of him remarrying is very high, and if he were to have another child with his new wife in the future, maybe Yeqian would be wronged.

She hadn’t had her own children for over ten years, and now this flesh and blood relative is her life, naturally, she could not bear the thought of him being wronged again.

Yeqian felt there was something odd about Qiao Lin’s words, and perhaps it was a father-son connection, he suddenly understood his meaning and suddenly turned to look at Nie Lin.

"Mom, would you marry Dad?"

This statement from Yeqian naturally shocked many, especially Grandpa Nie and Nie Lin, even Grandpa Qiao was stunned speechless.

"Xiaoqian, how can you talk nonsense like that?"

"What do you mean nonsense? Don’t you want to give the child a family? You gave birth to him but you don’t teach or care for him, how can you have the nerve to say you’re his mother in the future?"

Qiao Lin’s words were sharp, but they undoubtedly pierced her heart.

He stood up, looking down at her from above: "You are the mother of my child, and now that the child is grown up, if you don’t want to take responsibility, then I will have to."

"No, this is absolutely not okay..." Nie Lin was somewhat stuttering, her face turning a forced red, whether from embarrassment or anger.

This was all too sudden, he hadn’t thought this through at all.

Qiao Lin was inherently a person who excelled in putting pressure step by step, he lightly said, "Why not? I’m divorced, you can divorce too. He tricked you, you don’t even love him. What’s the point of holding on to such a marriage? Besides, you and I have a son together."

Hearing Nie Lin’s subconscious rebuttal, Yeqian’s eyes noticeably darkened, and it pained him to see it.

It took a long time for the two elders to come back to their senses, and Grandpa Nie immediately decided, "Xiaolin, why are you objecting? You have a child, stop being pretentious, what do you plan to do? Are you planning to stick with that scumbag for life?"

"I... Dad!"

"It’s no use calling anything, either you get a divorce. Even if you don’t want to marry Qiao Lin, staying with our own family is fine too, take a look at Yeqian in the future. That’s settled."

Grandpa Nie made the final decision, he didn’t press her to marry immediately, letting Nie Lin breathe a sigh of relief.

Qiao Lin also did not object, it was not possible that she could be forced to marry him just like that tonight.

Her son is probably her softest spot, she will definitely agree to him eventually.

"Okay, since things have been settled, I’ll take Yeqian back home first."

Qiao Lin went over, holding Yeqian’s hand and bid farewell to the old man before leaving directly.

They had just been reunited today, naturally, Nie Lin was reluctant to let go, but Qiao Lin just walked away without looking back, carrying Yeqian away, forcing tears to her eyes.

"What’s going on? She should be happy now that the child is found," said the old man, looking at his daughter in a daze, somewhat sighing, "Xiaoqian naturally has to go back home with Grandpa Qiao. If you really want to see your son, come tomorrow, we can go together to the Qiao Family."

Nie Lin nodded, having no choice but to let it be.

Amidst the eager anticipation of countless fans of Xiaoqian, news about Yeqian finally arrived.

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