The huge Qiao House is particularly deserted at night. After nightfall, the street lights are clear and the lights are swaying.

After dinner, Lao Qiao had not come back and Xiao Daimei was not at home. Qiao Chengfan was just playing basketball indoors alone, sweating profusely.

When he was tired of playing, he sat aside and rested, drinking mineral water, and staring at the basketball frame.

He just went back and forth until he stopped beating, and he went back upstairs to take a shower.

He didn't expect Xiao Daimei to call him, and he said "feed" with a slight voice.

"Yes." Qiao Chengfan replied, "I haven't gone to bed yet?"

"Brother, bring you something delicious."

"Okay, when will you go home?"

"Don't go home."

"Why? Do you want me anymore?"

"The house is not fun." Xiaodaimei was serious.

Qiao Chengfan looked around and said, Yes, the house is not fun, and if he can, he doesn't want to go home anymore.

The little girl was talking to herself on the other end. After several times, Qiao Chengfan didn't understand what she was talking about. It was probably where she went to play and how many snacks she had.

"Brother, Xiao Yuzi is going to bed."

"Okay, hang up the phone." Qiao Chengfan waited for her to hang up the phone first.

The phone hung up and it was a little quiet again.

After taking a shower, Qiao Chengfan wore a loose white pajama, sat on the sand in the room, and took his tablet.

His fingers slid gently, and his brows frowned slightly.

After playing for more than half an hour, he threw down his tablet and went to bed.

Qiao's house at night is not popular. Although there are many servants, Qiao Chengfan has no sense of belonging. It is better to be in the training ground. At least the master will often accompany him. In London, he has a group of familiar classmates.

Thinking of this, Qiao Chengfan felt a little difficult to fall asleep and fell asleep for a long time later.

the next day.

Qiao Chengfan thought that Lao Qiao hadn't come back all night, but when he went downstairs, Qiao Sinian had already had breakfast and sat on the sand to read the newspaper.

"Good morning." Qiao Chengfan greeted.

"Yeah, early."

The dining table was full of delicious breakfast, but Qiao Chengfan had no appetite. He drank milk while eating bread on the plate.

As he ate, Qiao Chengfan said lightly: "I have something to tell you."

"What." Qiao Sinian didn't look up, but heard it.

“I want to go to school boarding.”

"Boarding? Are you used to it when you have a dormitory for a few people?" Qiao Sinian then raised her head and looked at the little guy carefully. "The school conditions are not as good as those at home."

"I know, I can get used to it."

"Why are you going to boarding suddenly?"

"I want to develop feelings with my classmates."

"Let's talk about it, I will give you an answer." Qiao Sinian didn't agree much.

"Old Qiao, are you not planning to recover Qiqi? You have no sincerity with Qiqi."

"How many times have I said it, children don't need to care about adult affairs." Qiao Sinian was a little unhappy.

"Qiqi has been away for many days!" Qiao Chengfan was not happy and looked at Qiao Sinian coldly.

"Do you think I don't know that she has been away for many days? Forget what the child knows." Qiao Sinian rubbed his eyebrows, and his heart felt like he was eaten, with a bit of heart-wrenching pain.

What does a child know, why should he bother with the child?

"I don't think you want to get Qiqi back at all. You want to change your wife."

"You'll try it."

"Contempt." Qiao Chengfan made a contemptuous expression.

Qiao Sinian threw down the newspaper, sorted out his tie, stood up and left: "Eat slowly."
Chapter completed!