Ye Jiaqi cried until his eyes were red and his eyelids were swollen.

The emotions in my heart still couldn't be suppressed, they exploded bit by bit, and all turned into tears, which slowly flowed down.

When Josnian rushed back, Ye Jiaqi was still crying.

It's just that she has cried so much that she has no energy left, and is sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes fixed in front of her blankly.

In his hand, he held Qiao Chengfan's little tiger.

Josnian stood at the door and knew what Ye Jiaqi looked like.

There was an uneasy look on his stern face, and there were waves in his eyes.

His tall figure stood at the door, still enveloped in a cold desolation and chill.

As soon as Butler Sun saw Josnian, he immediately ran over: "Master Qiao, you are finally back, Miss Ye... I, I told her that the young master went to London... Miss Ye is very sad. I'm sorry..."

"It's none of your business, you go down first." Josnian said solemnly.

"Yes." Butler Sun hurried out.

Josnian closed the bedroom door and walked towards Ye Jiaqi.

Ye Jiaqi could no longer cry. His eyes were red and bloodshot.

His shoulders were still twitching and he was sobbing softly.

She seemed to have not seen Josnian come in, her eyes were blank.

His usually big and lively eyes seemed like stagnant water at this moment.

"Qiqi." Josnian called her name, "Stop crying."

He stretched out his thumb to wipe the tears from her eyes.

"I sent Chengfan back to London. If you want to see him, I will take you to London in the future. But you may not be able to see him in a short period of time." Josnian explained to her calmly.

Ye Jiaqi raised his eyes and finally heard his voice.

She looked at him coldly, her eyes sharp and cold.

"Josnian, when did you send him away? Why did you send him away?" she asked.

"I just left this morning. As for why, I have my own reasons." Josnian said calmly, not wanting to explain too much.

"Did you mean to... send Xiao Fanfan away while my fever persists, so that I won't be able to see him when I wake up..." Ye Jiaqi looked at Josnian coldly, the cold light in his eyes exuding hostility.

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Josnian looked down at her sitting on the bed, silent.

"Why don't you answer me? Do you feel guilty? Do you know that I want to see him? I want to know if his wound is healed and if he is scared. Also, I promised him to go to the kindergarten to participate in activities with him next week.

, I have promised him, how can you send him away..."

Ye Jiaqi's voice was hoarse, and when he was excited, the tears he held back surged out like a flood.

Josnian couldn't see her crying. When she cried, he would be at a loss and get upset.

He knelt down, took out a tissue and wiped her tears: "Stop crying."

"How could you send him away..." Ye Jiaqi hugged the little tiger and burst into tears.

If he is sent away, she may never see the little guy again for the rest of her life.

Even if he met her, he would never recognize her again or be so close to her.

"His wound has healed and he is fine. Someone will protect him in London," Josnian said.

Ye Jiaqi slapped his hand away, raised his watery eyes, and looked at him coldly: "What about you? Are you going?"

"Not going."

"Heh." Ye Jiaqi sneered and sobbed, "He is only three years old. Do you really feel at ease when you leave a three-year-old child alone in London? Is he still your biological son? He is still so young, and he doesn't know anything about it.
Chapter completed!