The rain in London is continuous and pitter-pattering. This kind of weather makes people have no desire to go out.

The sky was overcast, like the darkness before dawn.

After the meal, Ye Jiaqi chatted with Qiao Chengfan's master for a long time and listened to the old man telling many stories about the past.

The old man also dug out an old black and white photo, which was a group photo of many people when he was a child.

Ye Jiaqi saw Josnian at a glance.

At that time, Qiao Si was only six or seven years old, and he looked exactly like Qiao Chengfan now.

In the photo, the other children were smiling from ear to ear, some were silly, some were playful and mischievous, and were covered in mud. Only Josnian, standing at the edge, was clean and cold, with a serious smile and thin lips pursed lightly.

"Someone has been like this since he was a child, and it has never changed." Ye Jiaqi lamented.

The old man also sighed with emotion: "He has had no father since he was a child. He is much more stable than other children, smart, and understands the world."

Qiao Chengfan, who was playing with building blocks on the side, immediately asked: "Master... Dad or me, who is smarter?"

The old man immediately smiled happily and said: "Little clever devil, you are smart."

"Master is the best."

Ye Jiaqi smiled. She held the photo and looked at it for a long time.

"Can I take this photo back?" Ye Jiaqi asked.

"Okay, take it back. The training ground used to be very strict and there weren't many photos left. This is one of the few group photos."

Ye Jiaqi found Qiao Chengfan's master in the group photo. He was still very young back then.

Standing next to Josnian was Meng Chen. In front of Meng Chen was a very small girl with braids and biting her fingers. That was probably Xiao Zi.

"Is there no news yet?" Ye Jiaqi asked the old man in a low voice because Qiao Chengfan was not there.

The old man understood who Ye Jiaqi was referring to and shook his head: "No, there is no news from either of them."

Ye Jiaqi was silent. Looking at Meng Chen and Xiao Zi in the photo, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The atmosphere suddenly became much quieter.

Fortunately, Qiao Chengfan didn't know anything. He would happily run over from time to time, drag his master to stack blocks with him, and have a great time.

Suddenly, Ye Jiaqi's cell phone rang.

Just as she was about to stand up and get her phone, little Qiao Chengfan had already obediently handed it to her from the sofa.

"Qiqi, who is the 'President'?" Qiao Chengfan asked curiously, looking at the pulsing screen.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned, Josnian?

She quickly said: "He is Qiqi's boss."

"Isn't it very powerful?"

"Yeah, it's great."

"That's definitely not as good as my dad." At the critical moment, Qiao Chengfan still turned to his old Qiao.

Ye Jiaqi took the phone with a smile and walked to the door.

It was raining outside, and the wind was blowing coolly on my body. As I looked around, I saw green water, green mountains, and picturesque scenery.

The rain is lingering, like silk threads, fluttering leisurely.

"President."

"Where are you? I sent you messages, why didn't you reply to any of them?"

"Really?" Ye Jiaqi hadn't had time to look at his phone yet. He was on the plane all day yesterday. "I'm sorry, I didn't see it."

"Didn't see it? Didn't you see it, or did you not care at all? Huh?"

"What did you say..."

"Ye Jiaqi, don't fool me. You didn't turn on your phone all day and night? I'm not a three-year-old child, so I'm not that easy to fool!" The tone on the other end was serious.

"I'm outside, wait until I get back."
Chapter completed!