The evening breeze in the courtyard blew up her long hair, and she hugged her arms slightly and leaned against the tree trunk.

My fingers are already cold.

"Ning'an, don't challenge my bottom line. I won't say some words a second time."

The man's voice completely turned cold, threatening and indifference.

Ning An could imagine his current emotions and must have wanted to tear her.

There was not much expression on her beautiful little face, and there was no sign of dimness and fatigue in her eyes.

"Then hurry up and get the group in my grandfather's hands. During the Chinese New Year this year, I will help you make my grandfather happy."

The tone is extremely light.

It's like the water of an ancient well, without any turbulence.

She knew that the reason why Song Shaoyan married her was just because of the Song family in her grandfather's hands.

At first I didn’t want to admit it, but now... I have to admit it even if I don’t want to admit it.

People can't always deceive themselves.

After saying that, Ning An hung up the phone.

She wiped the corners of her eyes with her thumb, raised her head silently, and stood silently in the cold wind for a long time.

She never thought that her love and marriage would fail and reach its current level.

"An An, An An!"

Seeing that Ning An hadn't been back for a long time, Ye Jiaqi found it out with concern.

Ning An calmed down his emotions and smiled: "Why is it coming out? It's cold outside."

"I'm worried when I see you haven't gone back, so I'm out to find you."

"I have called the phone a little longer, but it's not too late, so it's time for us to go back."

"Yes, let's go and say goodbye to the teacher's wife."

Ye Jiaqi and Ning An walked towards the living room together.

At ten o'clock, Ning An drove away with Ye Jiaqi.

The little girl Mu Xiaoyi kept sending them outside the villa and waved goodbye to them.

It was already very late, Ning An was worried and kept sending Ye Jiaqi downstairs to the community.

After saying goodbye to Ye Jiaqi, she had no intention of going back and found a hotel to stay in.

...

The next morning, Ye Jiaqi was awakened by the vibration of his cell phone.

She touched her forehead and reached out to grab her phone.

As soon as she connected, she heard Qiao Chengfan's crying thrusts!

"Qiqi, wow..." Qiao Chengfan cried sadly and sadly, and the crying was very loud.

My heart was broken.

Ye Jiaqi asked in a heart-warming manner: "Xiao Fanfan, what's wrong? Who bullies you? Tell Qiqi..."

Qiao Chengfan is very sensible and rarely cry. He suddenly cried so sadly today...

Ye Jiaqi felt a thrill!

Could it be...

It's impossible. She and Huo Jingyi both kept it a lot, and Butler Sun probably didn't know about that.

How can I let Xiaofan know!

He is still so young.

It's a day to hide it.

At least, she wants the little guy to have a happy New Year.

It must not be that thing.

Ye Jiaqi's heart was lifted up, as if it was blown by a strong wind, shaking.

"Qiqi, what's wrong with dad, what's wrong with dad...wow..." Qiao Chengfan cried.

With a "clang", Ye Jiaqi's heart broke.

She was completely sleepy, so she sat up from the bed and leaned against the pillow. A cool feeling invaded her, and no grass grew.

She grabbed the phone, her pale lips moved, and suddenly she didn't know how to comfort the three-year-old child.

He is only three years old.

How could he know what separation from life and death mean?

How could he know that his father will never come back.

"Qiqi, tell the baby that my father was on a business trip, right?, right..." Qiao Chengfan choked and his shoulders twitched, "Dad said he brought a small grey machine for the baby..."
Chapter completed!