Ye Jiaqi's eyes were red when she cried and her eyelids became swollen.

The emotions in my heart still couldn't suppress them, and they burst out bit by bit, all turned into tears and slowly flowed down.

When Qiao Sinian rushed back, Ye Jiaqi was still crying.

But she was crying so hard that she had no strength to sit beside the bed, her eyes falling in front of her with a dull look on her face.

In his hand, the little tiger holding Qiao Chengfan.

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

There was an uneasy look on his cold face, and his eyes were filled with turmoil.

His tall figure stood at the door, still covered with the coldness and chill.

As soon as the Butler Sun saw Qiao Sinian, he immediately ran over: "Mr. Qiao, you are finally back, Miss Ye... I, I told her that the young master has gone to London... Miss Ye is very sad. Sorry..."

"It's not your business, you go down first." Qiao Sinian said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Butler Sun hurried out.

Qiao Sinian closed the bedroom door and walked to Ye Jiaqi.

Ye Jiaqi could no longer cry, his eyes were red and covered with bloodshot.

His shoulders were still twitching and he choked in a low voice.

She looked as if she hadn't seen Qiao Sinian come in, with a dull look on her face.

The big, lively eyes that are usually lively are like a pool of stagnant water at this moment.

"Qiqi." Qiao Sinian called her name, "Stop crying."

He stretched out his thumb and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I sent Chengfan back to London by me. If you want to see him, I will take you to London in the future. But in a short time, you may not see him." Qiao Sinian explained to her calmly.

Ye Jiaqi raised his eyes and finally heard his voice.

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

"Jo Sinian, 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 reasons." Qiao Sinian said lightly, not wanting to explain too much.

"Did you do it on purpose... I sent Xiao Fanfan away while I had a high fever, so that I would not see him when I woke up..." Ye Jiaqi looked at Qiao Sinian coldly, and the cold light in his eyes exuded hostility.

Qiao Sinian looked down at her sitting on the bed, silent.

"Why don't you answer me? Are you guilty? Do you know I want to see him? I want to know if his wound has healed? Are you very scared? Also, I promised him to go to kindergarten next week to participate in the event with him. I promised him, how can you send him away..."

Ye Jiaqi's voice was hoarse, and when he was excited, the tears he had put away were surging like a flood.

Qiao Sinian couldn't stand her crying. When she cried, he was at a loss and upset.

He squatted down, pulled out a tissue, and wiped her tears: "Stop crying."

"How could you send him away..." Ye Jiaqi hugged the little tiger and cried loudly.

After seeing her off, she may never see the little guy in her life.

Even if he saw her, he would not recognize her again, and he would not be so close to her.

"His wound has healed, nothing has happened. Go to London and someone protects him." Josnian said.

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

"Don't go."

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