These things add up to tens of millions.

He doesn't have such abundant liquidity.

"No change." Qiao Chengfan shook his head firmly.

"You are a kid, it's useless to ask for these things. Let's discuss and change it." Huo Jingyi discussed it in a pleasing manner.

"Who said it's useless? I can give the girl I like."

"..." Huo Jingyi held his forehead.

At such a young age, he is so bad that he can grow up.

"Chi Fan, listen to uncle..." Huo Jingyi said bitterly.

"If you don't listen, Uncle Huo, just say whether you give it or not."

Huo Jingyi couldn't find a reason to refute. He gave it to him, but he felt so painful. If he didn't give it, it wouldn't sound good if it was spread.

He, Huo Jingyi, is not short of this little money, but... he was wasted like this?

Tens of millions!

"Give it...but..." Huo Jingyi tried to make excuses.

"Thank you, Uncle Huo."

After saying that, Qiao Chengfan didn't give Huo Jingyi some time to make excuses, so he hung up the phone directly!

As soon as he hung up the phone, he jumped off the chair and ran straight to the sofa.

He jumped onto the sofa and hugged Qiao Sinian's neck!

"Dad, Uncle Huo is very angry."

"Take your paws away." Qiao Sinian glanced at him disgustedly.

"No, dad, the baby is so smart, you should praise him." Qiao Chengfan and Qiao Sinian acted coquettishly.

However, Qiao Sinian did not get into the air.

No matter how coquettish Qiao Chengfan acted, he looked stern.

However, there was a little more kindness and gentleness between the eyebrows and eyes.

His big hands stroked Qiao Chengfan's little head and rubbed it: "Go to do your homework."

"Dad, it seems to be raining outside."

"Well, it's going to rain."

Qiao Sinian lowered her eyes and her eyes fell outside the window.

The sky outside is gloomy and has a cold and unique coldness in the cold twelfth month.

The wind blew the dead leaves and floated. The leaves turned and quickly fell on the ground.

The north wind is howling and the sky is dark.

At the end of the sky not far away, a layer of gray color is shrouded in it.

When Meng Chen came in, he happened to see such a scene—

Qiao Chengfan lay in Qiao Sinian's arms, rubbing against Qiao Sinian's sweater, while Qiao Sinian stroked his little head and looked doting.

The little guy was still talking muttered.

Qiao Sinian listened silently, not responding, but he kept listening.

Meng Chen rarely sees this kind of pampering expression on Qiao Sinian's face, as if this expression is only for two people.

One is Qiao Chengfan and the other is Ye Jiaqi.

After Qiao Sinian saw Meng Chen, he asked Qiao Chengfan to go upstairs.

"Master Qiao, Mr. Qin has returned to China. I'll send someone to pick him up." Meng Chen said, "Mr. looks very happy."

"He has not mentioned Miss Fang Ya's heart matching anymore, but he asked someone to bring a message to show that he doesn't like Miss Ye and you are not allowed to contact Miss Ye."

Qiao Sinian's expression was indifferent: "What else?"

"The old man said he brought the keys to the safe and will hand over all the wife's inheritance to you tomorrow."

Meng Chen said word by word.

"Where is his own property?" Qiao Sinian asked.

"Only for Miss Fang Ya."

Qiao Sinian curled her lips coldly: "I understand."

"Mr. Qiao, engagement..."

"As the case, don't forget that Qiao Tianyou hasn't come back yet."

"I see."

"Meng Chen, I will not pursue the wrong things you did three years ago, but from today on, you can think carefully about everything." Qiao Sinian's tone was cold.

The cold eyes swept around Meng Chen's face.

Meng Chen felt great oppression.
Chapter completed!