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Hearing her mother's words, Lin Na's heart grew even colder.
She, Lin Na, had actually fallen to the point of waiting for someone to not despise her.
Had her life become so miserable?
She looked at the child in her mother's arms with a heart as dead as ashes, feeling that he had destroyed everything she had.
"Mom, take him away, take him to the Qiao Family immediately. I never want to see him again!"
Lin Na shouted in distress and confusion.
Lin Na's mother saw her daughter in this state, and her heart ached.
She knew that if her daughter could not marry into the Qiao Family, having this child would indeed be a burden.
After pondering, she carried the child out of the hospital and headed straight for Imperial Garden Number One.
Qiao Chutian's head wound had healed quickly, so he was able to be discharged and return home to recover.
Mai Xiaomai was helping him out of the car when she saw a woman who looked a bit like Lin Na, carrying a child, walking towards them.
