Qin Xiaorou's voice was even lower, "If his heart is already occupied by one person, how can it hold another?"

She gazed at Bai Xiaoru, "If you have loved someone, you will understand that it is impossible for another person to enter your heart, and it is impossible to be touched by someone else."

These words suddenly made Bai Xiaoru think of Qiao Yaozu.

Her eyes flashed bitterness.

She understood the meaning of Qin Xiaorou's words.

Indeed, when one's heart was already occupied by one person, how could it hold another?

Just like her, after she gave birth to her child, Old Mrs. Qiao’s hostility towards her decreased a bit.

She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she felt that occasionally Old Mrs. Qiao even looked at her with a little bit of sympathy.

On several occasions, Old Mrs. Qiao had mentioned to her that she should marry into a decent family in the future.

She even told her that she would be willing to play matchmaker for her.

With the president’s grandmother as the matchmaker, Bai Xiaoru could marry a young talent, but she refused.

First, she was not in a mood.

Secondly, she already had someone in her heart.

For others, besides his handsome look, it was a stupid and dumb man.

But in her eyes, he was the best.

No one could compete.

"Then, Mrs. Qiao, I don't understand." After a long time, Bai Xiaoru suddenly said, "You mean that Mr. Qiao is not in love with you, and you think that Mr. Qiao is never going to fall in love with you, in that case, why did you choose to marry Mr. Qiao?"

Qin Xiaorou was so well endowed that she could have chosen an excellent man who loved her as she wished. Why should she be a puppet wife?

Qin Xiaorou was speechless.

She had asked herself the same question.

But she married him anyway.

She felt that there was no other man in the world who could compete with Mr. Qiao. In this life, she only wanted to marry him.

No matter how much other men loved her, she didn't like them.

There was no way out.

"Xiaoru, some things are destined to be hopeless." Qin Xiaorou said.

These words touched Bai Xiaoru.

She sighed and said, "I can't understand this more. Many things in this world are simply inevitable. Everything is fate and we have no choice."

She had already understood this truth.

...

The night was like ink.

Qin Xiaorou and Bai Xiaoru were talking till the night.

They both feel very close to each other.

After Qin Xiaorou left, Bai Xiaoru suddenly thought of something.

As Qin Yu's friend, she and Qin Xiaorou were so close that she felt sorry for Qin Yu.

But soon, Bai Xiaoru figured it out.

No.

Qin Yu was not a narrow-minded girl. She was sensible and generous.

Since Qiao Shaoting had broken up with her, she would not be jealous of the girl who was with Qiao Shaoting.

Besides, Qin Xiaorou was suffering.

As the president’s wife, she was noble.

But her husband didn’t love her. How lonely and sad she was.

...

Time flied.

So fast that we almost forget the days.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

During the period, Qin Xiaorou often visited Bai Xiaoru.

So often that the whole Qiao Palace knew about it.

Old Mrs. Qiao was fine with it.

She thought that the reason why Qin Xiaorou and Bai Xiaoru had been seeing each other so much was that Qin Xiaorou wanted to raise Bai Xiaoru's child later on, and that she was preparing for it right now.