C16 The child is not yours

Qiao Zhixin coldly snorted as he turned his head, glaring at He Muchuan with a disdainful smile.

"He Muchuan, I am not the same Qiao Zhixin from three years ago, do you think that just because you say that I will be soft-hearted? Right now, he is just a cell. I don't have anything to be sad about, much less be ruthless. Compared to you, I am still far behind! But you, He Muchuan