Josnian frowned: "Don't be willful. Just get used to it. If it doesn't work, let Irving follow you in the future."

"I told you I don't like it." Ye Jiaqi turned to look at him, "I don't need anyone to follow me, and I won't get used to it. I just want to take the babies out for a walk, why should I take irrelevant people with me?"

"It's not a matter of relevance or irrelevance, it's a matter of safety."

"I'm sensible and won't go to a place that's too remote or quiet. It's just a shopping mall. What's wrong with it?"

"..." Josnian said helplessly, "Well, let's not talk about it for now."

He knew that Ye Jiaqi was a little angry.

Ye Jiaqi walked in front silently, sometimes with his head lowered, sometimes looking at the road ahead, without saying a word.

Ye Jiaqi didn't speak, and Qiao Chengfan didn't speak either. The atmosphere was very subtle for a while. Only the youngest Yuzi kept talking, although no one knew what she was talking about.

"Mom, I want to go to the bathroom." Little Yuzi suddenly stopped leaving and looked at Ye Jiaqi longingly.

Only then did Ye Jiaqi stop, pick up the doll in her hand, and throw it to Qiao Chengfan: "Let's go, mom will take you there."

"Be careful," Josnian said.

Ye Jiaqi didn't respond and took Xiaoyouzi to the bathroom in the mall.

For a while, only Josnian and Qiao Chengfan were left here.

Qiao Chengfan had more things in his hands than Josnian. The father and son were holding dolls, which attracted a lot of attention.

Josnian looked down at Qiao Chengfan, but Qiao Chengfan didn't look at him and turned to look at the crowd in the mall.

"I wasn't having a lot of fun just now, why didn't I look happy when I came here?" Josnian stared at the little man in front of him.

"No." Qiao Chengfan denied, "I've always been very happy."

"Do you like Qiqi and Xiaoyouzi very much?"

"I quite like it."

"If you like it, just stay. Qiqi should keep you, right?"

"Don't mind my business."

"Huh?" Josnian frowned, "Are you ready? I can't take care of your business anymore?"

Qiao Chengfan didn't say anything anymore, nor did he look at Josnian. Instead, he looked in the direction of the mall, holding many dolls in his hands.

Seeing that he had no intention of speaking again, Josnian said calmly: "Come to the balcony when you go home tonight, and I'll talk to you."

"I don't want to talk about it."

"So when do you want to talk?"

"..." Qiao Chengfan stopped talking again.

There's nothing to talk about.

He didn't know what to talk about with Old Qiao, and even if it was an equal conversation, Josnian would end up suppressing him. He was no match for Old Qiao.

It's better not to talk about it than to do this.

There really was nothing to talk about. They hadn't seen each other for three years.

The father and son were silent, and Ye Jiaqi came back holding Xiaoyouzi's hand.

Little Youzi walked up to Josnian and looked at him eagerly: "Papa, Little Youzi wants to drink milk...tea."

Josnian always doted on his daughter. Just as he was about to speak, Ye Jiaqi glared at Xiaoyouzi and said, "I told you not to drink it. Go home and drink milk."

"Daddy..." Little Youzi looked at Josnian pleadingly.

Josnian looked helpless and shrugged: "Whatever your mother says, go home."

Little Yuzu pursed her lips.

The family walked to the parking lot.

Josnian's Rolls-Royce parked next to Ye Jiaqi's Audi. Ye Jiaqi glanced at him: "How did you find me?"

"Bank card swiping text message." Josnian said.
Chapter completed!