Ye Jiaqi had complicated emotions, a heavy heart and a depressed heart.

Why, Josnian didn't tell Xiao Fanfan that Fang Ya was his mother?

Or is Xiao Fanfan the illegitimate son of Josnian and an unknown woman?

Ye Jiaqi knew that the private lives of rich and powerful men were chaotic, and having several women was not a big deal.

Otherwise, how could he, Josnian, sleep with her three years ago?

"Qiqi, don't say nothing, don't ignore the baby..." Qiao Chengfan felt so sad and kept wiping his eyes, "Qiqi, did the baby do something wrong?"

"No." Ye Jiaqi came back to his senses, "I'm just at work."

"How about you come back tonight? I'll wait for you."

"Don't wait for me, I'll work overtime at night."

"Ah..." Qiao Chengfan's big eyes showed deep disappointment, "Then when can you stay with the baby?"

"You play with themselves."

Ye Jiaqi hung up the phone.

Uncomfortable.

It feels like there are thousands of ants burrowing in my heart, scratching my heart.

She covered her face in pain.

Qiao Chengfan was hung up by Ye Jiaqi and was speechless for a long time.

The little hand was holding the phone, with a dull expression.

Qiqi doesn't want him anymore, ignore him...

It's so sad, so sad.

Qiao Chengfan cried "Wow", threw away the phone, and lay down on the sofa.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned in front of the computer and speechless.

Will the little guy cry? Is she too cruel?

However, when she thought of her baby, her little bastard, her heart felt cold.

Put your hand on your lower abdomen, here... there once was a little life.

How could she not care, how could she let go.

After a long time, she picked up her phone and opened WeChat.

She had not contacted "Mr. Ye" for a long time, and she became more and more certain that he was Josnian.

Fortunately, she also told Mr. Ye a lot of her innermost thoughts. Thinking about it now, it's really ridiculous.

She sent a message to "Mr. Ye": Mr. Ye, we have never met. When will we meet?

The other party did not respond.

Ye Jiaqi threw away his phone, stopped thinking about it, and concentrated on his work.

At half past six in the evening, she arrived at Huo Jingyi's house downstairs on time.

Huo Jingyi is sometimes righteous, sometimes naive, and sometimes talkative. In fact, speaking of it, he is not that bad.

She bought a cake specially.

Ye Jiaqi was standing downstairs, holding a cake box in his hand.

suddenly--

A blue BMW stopped.

"Hey, isn't this Ye Jiaqi? What a coincidence, you can find stray dogs everywhere."

Fang Lan opened the car window and dismissed it.

Ye Jiaqi narrowed his eyes: "Fang Lan, haven't you become mute yet? I heard people say that people who talk too much will have their retribution sooner or later."

"Did I say something wrong? Do you have a family? No? Do you have a house? No, right? Since you don't have a house, what would you call a stray dog?" Fang Lan laughed.

"Fang Lan, you have no brain, what should I call you?"

"Ye Jiaqi, I heard that you have recently found a big financial sponsor, no less than Master Qiao. Who did I think it was before, but today I saw it was Mr. Huo?"

Fang Lan's eyes fell on the cake in her hand.

She came here today to give gifts to Bei Ying.

In this entertainment industry, one has to look at Huo Jingyi's face to avoid offending him.

"Fang Lan, not everyone is you, not even your brother-in-law."

Ye Jiaqi didn't want to talk to her and was about to leave with the cake.
Chapter completed!