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Chapter 871 The young master is not her biological son

She even remembered that when she saw the little guy on the first day, she was standing across the street and calling her "beautiful sister" with his favorite big yellow duck schoolbag...

She still remembers the scene where she took him home, bought him snacks, and bathed him.

It seems like a dream.

Otherwise, why can't she see her little sail now?

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were a little dazed, and there was a vast white space in front of him and he could not see anything.

There is sourness and pain flowing on the apex of the heart. A gentle movement will make you feel depressed and painful.

"Xiao Fanfan..." Ye Jiaqi shouted blankly.

No one answered her anymore.

"Little Fanfan..."

The choking and hoarse voice echoed in the empty living room, like the sound of a piano surrounds the beam, unable to stop or swing.

Butler Sun is not good at speaking, and she doesn't know how to comfort Ye Jiaqi.

At this moment, Ye Jiaqi suddenly ran towards the stairs.

She ran quickly on the stairs, and the footsteps sounded "dong dong dong dong"!

Butler Sun was anxious and hurriedly followed behind him: "Miss Ye, Miss Ye, where are you going?"

Ye Jiaqi held the stairs and ran to Xiao Fanfan's bedroom!

When she opened the door again, she couldn't help but she couldn't help but see the empty and unanticipated bedroom.

The little tiger she bought for him was still there, the snacks she bought for him were still there, and everything was there, but he was not there.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't control his emotions, and could no longer control them.

She rushed over and hugged the little tiger she bought for Xiao Fanfan at the head of the bed, crying non-stop.

The last time I bought it for my baby in the cinema, he was so happy that he kept it at the head of the bed and insisted on holding it to sleep.

It's just an ordinary little cloth tiger, but he's like a treasure, and it won't work for anyone else to touch it.

"Xiao Fanfan, Xiao Fanfan... Is it okay for you to come back if you are baby... Let's go to the movies and buy new clothes... Qiqi will accompany you... You are back... Baby, come back..." Ye Jiaqi cried sobbed.

Tears flowed, and she couldn't control her emotions at all.

Soon, tears wet her clothes and the little tiger in her hand.

Ye Jiaqi wiped it with heartache. She couldn't get Xiao Fanfan's little tiger dirty.

The sadness swarmed up like a flood that broke through the dam, and could not be stopped.

The cry echoed in the bedroom.

This feels exactly the same as three years ago, as if I had a blank piece of my heart and could not be compensated for it.

"Miss Ye, stop crying, you are in good health." Butler Sun hurriedly followed him.

She didn't expect Ye Jiaqi to react so strongly. After all, the young master was not her biological son, and she thought she was just sad at most.

But she was wrong, Ye Jiaqi's reaction was much stronger than she thought.

It's like my own child has left.

Maybe in my heart, Ye Jiaqi really treated the young master as his son.

Butler Sun was also a little sad when he heard Ye Jiaqi crying.

But no matter what, the young master has left...

Butler Sun went to help Ye Jiaqi, but Ye Jiaqi refused. She shook her hand away and lay on the head of the bed and refused to get up.

Tears flow, pain is hard to describe.

It was as if her world suddenly collapsed, and the original light disappeared.

"Baby, baby..."

Ye Jiaqi burst into tears, feeling sad and at a loss.

Butler Sun was very scared. Ye Jiaqi had just returned from the hospital, so how could he cry like this?

What should I do if I go to the hospital again?

But she had no choice, and Mr. Qiao hadn't come back yet.
Chapter completed!
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