Qiao Sinian frowned and glanced at the price next to her.

But it's only 800 yuan.

He gave her his card, did she disdain to use it?

"Why don't dad reply to me?" Qiao Chengfan muttered.

Just then, the class bell rang, Qiao Chengfan put away his cell phone and opened the textbook.

"Mr. Qiao, we are here." The driver parked the car and said respectfully.

Outside is the building of the Qiao Group, towering and luxurious.

The employees in the building were walking in a hurry and were walking towards their respective floors.

"Um."

The doorman had already walked over outside and opened the car door for Qiao Sinian.

Following this, Meng Chen was also the one who came.

Qiao Sinian handed the phone to Meng Chen, and there was no emotion in his voice: "I bought these shoes."

Meng Chen looked down and saw a pair of white high heels, inlaid with rhinestones, elegant and simple.

Very beautiful, but not expensive.

Meng Chen knew it clearly, asked nothing, and nodded: "Okay."

Qiao Sinian strides towards the special elevator, his face as cold and low-key as ever.

When he arrived at the office, he checked the contact information sent to him by Qiao Chengfan.

There is really everything.

Mobile number, QQ, WeChat, Weibo...

Since returning to China, he and her only have mobile phone number.

Once upon a time, they lived under the same roof and never seemed to have thought that one day they would become strangers.

Even the distance is getting farther and farther.

He could see that she was very repulsive of him.

What about him?

My fingers slid and I clicked on the text she sent him last night: Do you like me?

The eyes stayed on the screen for a long time.

The sun shone in from the wide floor-to-ceiling window on his mahogany desk.

The table was shining with a bright luster, reflecting Qiao Sinian's deep and expressionless face.

After a long time, he still added Ye Jiaqi's WeChat.

Her avatar is her own selfie, and a line of words is written in the signature: Wait for a tree of flowers to bloom, wait for someone to come.

Ye Jiaqi was sorting out the press release when he heard the phone vibrating.

Hum? Someone added her.

I took a look and saw a stranger, I didn't know him.

After she passed, she turned off her phone and continued to write a press release.

Ye Jiaqi typing on the keyboard and looking at the computer screen.

The gardenia on the table exudes a strong aroma, and with it, the atmosphere of late summer.

The weather has been getting cooler and autumn is coming soon.

"Ding Dong", the phone rang.

Ye Jiaqi freed up his hand and clicked it.

"Do you like sailing?"

It's the stranger I just added!

After blinking, she came to her senses. This was the little guy's father, Mr. Ye.

She smiled and remembered Xiao Fanfan's appearance in her mind.

When he hugged her and went to bed, she felt a sense of peace she had never felt before.

He quickly returned to him: "I like it, Fanfan is very cute and sensible."

Qiao Sinian looked at the news she came back, her eyes deep and cold, and the eyes were filled with coldness.

He reflexively typed three words: "Do you regret it?"

However, I realized that it was inappropriate and deleted it again.

He is Ye Chengfan's father now, not Qiao Sinian.

"Yeah." He replied only one word.

Ye Jiaqi tilted his head, and this person's tone was comparable to that of some people!

She quickly typed a few words: "Mr. Ye, you didn't send Chengfan back last night, don't you blame me?"

"fine."

"Mr. Ye, can I see Fanfan again in the future?" Ye Jiaqi asked carefully.

After all, he is someone else's son...

"Do you like children very much?" Qiao Sinian asked.
Chapter completed!