My body is broken, what should I do?

Although Butler Sun was very anxious, she had no choice but to ask more questions.

The only thing she can do is fulfill her duty.

Meng Chen walked to the smoking room and lit a cigarette.

There was a hint of depression and helplessness on his deep face.

For a long time, he smoked a cigarette and called Xiao Zi.

"Xiao Zi."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Zi's tone was indifferent, her face a little cold.

"You take Chengfan back home."

"Tell me in what way."

"..." Meng Chen was silent.

"Mr. Meng, now Xiao Chengfan refuses to go back. He said he doesn't like Master Qiao anymore."

"When he grows up, he will understand." Meng Chen was helpless.

"Yes, he will understand when he grows up, but he is not grown up yet, is he?" Xiao Zi said lightly, "So, he is definitely not willing to go back. No matter how many truths are said, children may not understand. He

What you may remember is that dad sent him away and didn't want him anymore. You can't look at a child with an adult's perspective."

Xiao Zi's words were all beautiful, but Meng Chen was silent for a long time before slowly speaking——

"Master Qiao vomited blood last night and is in very bad health. He is still awake in the ward."

Xiao Zi was stunned: "Is it serious?"

She thought of the phone call yesterday again.

In her impression, Master Qiao is not a fragile person.

Meng Chen took a puff of cigarette: "I haven't woken up yet, the doctor said I need to be hospitalized for observation."

"When Master Qiao wakes up, I'll ask Xiao Chengfan to call him." Xiao Zi said, "What Xiao Chengfan talks about most every day is Ye Jiaqi and his classmates."

To put it bluntly, Xiao Chengfan still hates Master Qiao.

Maybe Josnian sending him away really hurt his young heart.

Last night, the little guy refused to talk to Master Qiao on the phone.

Today, she planned to coax him.

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Meng Chen said.

"Why did Master Qiao vomit blood?"

"You'll get sick from overwork." Meng Chen didn't say much.

Some things, the fewer people know about them, the better.

"Let Mr. Qiao pay more attention to his health. After all...he has a son. He is no better than before."

Xiao Zi knew that in the past, Josnian did things without risking his life and had to do everything himself.

But it's different now. He also has a son. If something happens to him, who will take care of Chengfan?

A person can be determined without hesitation, but if there are too many constraints, he should not only think about himself.

"Yes." Meng Chen nodded, "Xiao Zi...when will you come to the capital."

"Me? Why should I go to the capital? If there is no mission, I won't go."

"I want to see you." Meng Chen's deep eyes moved, and there was a deep luster in his pupils, reflecting the light of the cigarette.

The other end obviously paused.

After a while, Xiao Zi chuckled: "Why do you want to see me all of a sudden? Do you think I look pretty good? Otherwise, I don't know what you want to see me for."

After all, they haven't seen each other for five years.

Meng Chen frowned, cigarette burning between his fingers: "You have always looked good."

Xiao Zi didn't expect Meng Chen to say that and choked up.

"I don't have time to talk to you. I should take Chengfan to the training ground." Xiao Zi said calmly, "It's raining in London today."

"It's a sunny day in Beijing." Meng Chen said.

Xiao Zi on the other end held the corner of her lips indifferently and said nothing. She hung up the phone.

At this point, it's only after six o'clock in London.
Chapter completed!