There is an invisible indifference in the eyes without any warmth, as if covered with a layer of winter white frost.

She frowned, her face seemed dissatisfied.

"I need to rest. Please speak softly. Butler Tang, they can leave as they please. Come up here. I have something to tell you."

After saying that, she closed the window and left.

Ye Jiaqi raised her head and saw Liang Bo in Fang Ya's figure.

Qiao Chengfan was a little scared and hugged Ye Jiaqi's arm tightly.

"Qiqi, hold me." He lowered his voice, "The baby is afraid."

"Um."

Ye Jiaqi bent down and picked up Qiao Chengfan from the ground and held him in his arms.

The little guy clung to Ye Jiaqi's chest, wanting to bury his little head in her arms.

"Xiao Fanfan, Qiqi will take you home."

"Hmm."

The little guy nodded, very happy.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't explain the atmosphere in Qiao's house at this moment. She always felt that it was different from before.

Now, the owner of this place is Fang Ya.

And Fang Ya is also different from the previous Fang Ya.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Ye Jiaqi didn't want to stay any longer, so she hugged Qiao Chengfan and left Qiao's house.

Fang Ya and Qiaosnian were engaged, so there was nothing wrong with her staying in Qiao's house, but Ye Jiaqi had an indescribable feeling.

On the roadside, Ye Jiaqi hailed a taxi.

She held Qiao Chengfan and sat in the back, with depth hidden in her eyes.

He rubbed his forehead and pressed his throbbing temples.

Qiao Chengfan is young and doesn't understand anything.

He just opened his eyes wide and nestled in Ye Jiaqi's arms like a kitten.

"Qiqi, Aunt Yaya came back today."

"She came alone?"

"Yes." Qiao Chengfan nodded, "Aunt Yaya told the baby today that something happened to dad and he will never come back."

"Did she tell you?" Ye Jiaqi was surprised.

It turned out that Fang Ya told Xiao Fanfan, no wonder the little guy cried so hard.

"Qiqi, is it true? Really? Where has dad gone? The little gray machine hasn't been brought back yet..."

Qiao Chengfan shook Ye Jiaqi's arm. He only believed Ye Jiaqi's words.

Qiqi is the best.

"No, don't listen to her nonsense. Dad is on a business trip, but it will take a little longer this time. He even called me today and said that he had bought a small laptop for you and would send it to you tomorrow." Ye Jiaqi

coaxed.

"Did dad call you?"

"Yes."

"Does Dad like you?" Qiao Chengfan covered his face and smiled shyly.

"Well……"

Ye Jiaqi suddenly felt like he was being trapped.

"Isn't that right?" Qiao Chengfan asked.

"No." Ye Jiaqi denied.

"Then Qiqi, do you like my dad?"

Ye Jiaqi was a little at a loss.

Children's questions are really sharp.

"My dad is really good." Qiao Chengfan said seriously.

Ye Jiaqi pinched his face. This little guy promoted his father every chance he got, as if no one wanted his father.

She turned her head and looked out the window.

His eyes were covered with a layer of light haze.

The trees outside the window are retreating rapidly, their branches are thin, and the grass is withering.

Josnian, your son misses you very much.

When Qiao Chengfan saw that Ye Jiaqi was silent, he thought that Ye Jiaqi disliked Lao Qiao.
Chapter completed!