Ye Jiaqi's hand fell on the keyboard, and he didn't know how to type the first word.

The other end replied: "Ms. Ye will send me a message after he has considered it. I'll do it first."

Qiao Sinian put down his cell phone and tidy up his tie.

"Dad, you are so handsome today." Qiao Chengfan leaned over and smiled at Qiao Sinian.

"Tell me, what do you want."

Qiao Si Nian didn't raise her head and walked downstairs.

He was in a good mood today and planned to send Qiao Chengfan to school in person.

"The baby is not that kind of person, the father is so handsome."

"No need to say it."

"That, that... Dad, when will I see Qiqi again?"

“…”

"Dad, look, I haven't seen Qiqi since I passed the last amusement park for one, two, three...eight days." Qiao Chengfan turned his fingers and felt pitiful.

"Why do you like her so much?" Qiao Sinian couldn't help asking.

"There is a kind of love, which is called the first time I see it. Dad, do you understand?"

"don't know."

Jos walked towards the garage with his long legs.

He doesn't understand.

"Dad, have you never liked a girl at first sight? I really liked that kind."

"No."

“…” cannot communicate.

Qiao Sinian took Qiao Chengfan's collar and threw him onto the passenger seat.

"Dad, I love you, please be gentle."

“…”

"dad……"

"Can you shut up?" Qiao Sinian roared.

"..." Qiao Chengfan slapped his mouth.

It's so pitiful, I can't help but speak. Why is Lao Qiao so fierce?

The ears finally became quiet, and Qiao Sinian started the car.

Why does this little thing talk so much?

Except for his IQ and appearance, nothing else is inherited from him!

Qiao Chengfan was disliked, so he turned around and huh, ignoring Lao Qiao.

No wonder there is no girl chasing her, and she can’t chase her!

As soon as Qiao Sinian's car drove away, Qiao's house returned to quiet.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn scenery is seductive.

Butler Tang watched Qiao Sinian leave and return to his house.

As soon as she came in, her cell phone rang, it was Fang Ya.

"Butler Tang, good morning."

"Miss."

"How are Mr. Qiao and Chengfan recently?"

"Everything is pretty good, Miss, don't worry."

"Oh, okay, I just want to ask, then I'll be relieved."

"Miss, how are you in good health? I heard that you need surgery?"

"No, I've taken medicine during this period and I've been much better. I may not need surgery." Fang Ya smiled.

Butler Tang nodded and sighed.

Fang Ya has cardiomyopathy, she knows it.

God is not fair to kind girls. A girl like Fang Ya is really...

"Miss, you can take care of yourself. You don't have to worry about Qiao's house."

"Okay, thank you, Butler Tang."

Fang Ya and Butler Tang exchanged a few more greetings before hanging up the phone.

"Cough cough." Fang Ya coughed lightly.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" A sweet male voice rang out.

Fang Ya raised her head and it was Fang Cheng.

She pulled out a book of Russian literature from the bookshelf and shook her head gently: "It's okay, I'm having a small cold."

Fang Cheng took a white knitted jacket and put it on her shoulders: "Don't catch a cold."

"Thanks."

Fang Cheng is no other person, but the son adopted by her parents before her death. He is three years younger than her and the same age as Fang Lan.

At that time, her parents were in poor health and always felt that no one would take care of their sisters in the future, so she adopted a boy from the welfare home.
Chapter completed!