The evening breeze in the courtyard blew her long hair, she folded her arms slightly and leaned against the tree trunk.

My fingers are already cold.

"Ning'an, don't challenge my bottom line. There are some things I won't say a second time."

The man's voice turned completely cold, filled with threats and indifference.

Ning An could imagine his current emotions, he must want to tear her apart.

There wasn't much expression on her pretty little face, and her eyes looked endlessly gloomy and tired.

"Then you hurry up and get the group from grandpa. During the Chinese New Year this year, I will help you make grandpa happy."

The tone is as light as possible.

It's like water from an ancient well, without any ripples.

She knew that the reason Song Shaoyan married her was just for the Song family in her grandfather's hands.

I didn't want to admit it at first, but now... I have to admit it even if I don't want to admit it.

People can't always deceive themselves.

After saying that, Ning An hung up the phone.

She wiped the corners of her eyes with her thumb, raised her head silently, and stood silently in the cold wind for a long time.

She never thought that her love and marriage would fail and reach this point.

"An'an, An'an!"

Seeing that Ning An hadn't returned for a long time, Ye Jiaqi looked for him uneasily.

Ning An calmed down and smiled: "Why are you out? It's cold outside."

"I was worried when I saw you didn't come back, so I came out to look for you."

"The call took a little long, but it's getting late. We should go back."

"Yes, let's go say goodbye to our master's wife."

Ye Jiaqi and Ning An walked to the living room together.

At ten o'clock, Ning An drove away and took Ye Jiaqi away.

Mu Xiaoyi, the little girl, sent them outside the villa and waved goodbye to them.

It was already very late, Ning An was worried and kept sending Ye Jiaqi downstairs in the community.

After saying goodbye to Ye Jiaqi, she had no intention of going back and found a hotel to stay.

…

Early the next morning, Ye Jiaqi was woken up by the vibrating sound of his cell phone.

She touched her forehead and reached for her phone.

As soon as the call was connected, she heard Qiao Chengfan sobbing!

"Qiqi, wow..." Qiao Chengfan cried sadly and loudly.

Devastated and heartbroken.

Ye Jiaqi was heartbroken: "Xiao Fanfan, what's wrong? Who bullied you? Tell Qiqi..."

Qiao Chengfan is very sensible and rarely cries. Today he suddenly cried so sadly...

Ye Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat!

Could it be...

Impossible, she and Huo Jingyi kept that matter a secret, and Butler Sun probably didn't even know about it.

How could Xiao Fanfan know?

He is still so young.

It's only a day that can be hidden.

At least, she wanted the little one to have a happy New Year.

It must not be that.

Ye Jiaqi's heart was lifted up, as if it had been blown by a strong wind and was shaking.

"Qiqi, what's wrong with dad, what's wrong with dad... wow..." Qiao Chengfan cried.

With a "clang" sound, Ye Jiaqi's heart broke.

With no sleep at all, she sat up from the bed and leaned against the pillow. A chill came over her, and not a blade of grass grew.

She grabbed the phone, her pale lips moved, and suddenly she didn't know how to comfort this three-year-old child.

He is only three years old.

How does he know what separation between life and death means?

How did he know that his father would never come back?
Chapter completed!