There is invisible indifference in my eyes without any warmth, as if it is covered with a layer of winter white frost.

She frowned, and there seemed to be dissatisfaction on her face.

"I need a rest, please feel softer. Butler Tang, if they like to leave, you can come up and I have something to say to you."

After saying that, she closed the window and left.

Ye Jiaqi raised her head and saw Liang Bo in Fang Ya's figure.

Qiao Chengfan was a little scared, and he hugged Ye Jiaqi's arm tightly.

"Qiqi, hug." He lowered his voice, "Baby is afraid."

"Um."

Ye Jiaqi bent down and picked Qiao Chengfan up from the ground and hugged him in his arms.

The little guy pressed against Ye Jiaqi's chest, wishing he could bury his little head in her arms.

"Xiao Fanfan, Qiqi takes you home."

"Um."

The little guy nodded, very happy.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't tell what the atmosphere of Qiao's house was at this moment. She always felt that it was different from before.

Now, the owner of this place is Fang Ya.

And Fang Ya is also different from the Fang Ya before.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Ye Jiaqi didn't want to stay for too long, so she hugged Qiao Chengfan and left Qiao's house.

Fang Ya and Qiao Sinian were engaged, and it was understandable that she stayed in Qiao's house, but Ye Jiaqi had an indescribable feeling.

On the side of the road, Ye Jiaqi hired a taxi.

She sat behind her with Qiao Chengfan in her arms, her eyes hiding depth.

Rubbed his forehead and pressed down the beating temple.

Qiao Chengfan is young and knows nothing.

He just opened his big eyes and hid in Ye Jiaqi's arms like a kitten.

"Qiqi, Aunt Yaya is back today."

"She came alone?"

"Yes." Qiao Chengfan nodded, "Aunt Yaya told the baby today that something happened to her father and she would never come back."

"What did she tell you?" Ye Jiaqi was surprised.

It turned out that it was Fang Ya and Xiao Fanfan who said it, no wonder the little guy cried so fiercely.

"Qiqi, is it true? Is it? Where has Dad been? Xiao Huijie hasn't brought back..."

Qiao Chengfan shook Ye Jiaqi's arm, and he only believed Ye Jiaqi's words.

Qiqi is the best.

"No, don't listen to her talk nonsense. Dad is on a business trip, but this time it took a little longer. He called me today and said that he had bought the small dust machine for you and sent it to you tomorrow." Ye Jiaqi coaxed.

"Dad called you?"

"Yes."

"Did Dad like you?" Qiao Chengfan covered his face and smiled shyly.

"Well……"

Ye Jiaqi suddenly felt like he was trapped in.

"Is that right?" Qiao Chengfan asked.

"No." Ye Jiaqi denied.

"Do you like my dad?"

Ye Jiaqi was a little at a loss.

The child's problem is really sharp.

"My father is really good." Qiao Chengfan was serious.

Ye Jiaqi pinched his face. This little guy would sell his father whenever he had the chance, as if no one wanted his father.

She turned her head and looked out the window.

His eyes were covered with a faint haze.

The trees outside the window were quickly retreating, with thin branches and continuous grass.

Qiao Sinian, your son misses you very much.

Qiao Chengfan saw that Ye Jiaqi didn't speak, thinking that Ye Jiaqi despised Lao Qiao.

"Qiqi, really, Old Qiao is pretty good, handsome, good-sounding, and can make money. He can also teach the baby to play the piano and sleep with the baby. Qiqi, do you think the baby is not good?"
Chapter completed!