Xiao Zi brought Qiao Chengfan back to London. Xiao Zi downloaded the video of Ye Jiaqi's opening ceremony and showed it to him.

In Xiao Zi's simple apartment, Qiao Chengfan held her tablet.

"Qiqi is so beautiful." The little guy only looked at Ye Jiaqi the whole time, "It's so amazing."

Xiao Zi sat aside and touched his head: "Yes."

"But I can't sit down and watch, I won't be happy." Qiao Chengfan pursed his lips.

Suddenly, he saw a little girl giving flowers to Qiqi and hugging Qiqi!

"Who is this little girl? How can I hold Qiqi? Qiqi is mine." Qiao Chengfan's possessiveness came back again, and he looked at Xiao Zi unhappily.

He is a little jealous.

How could he hug Qiqi casually, and Qiqi even kiss her?

Oh my God, how can I kiss you?

Qiao Chengfan was unhappy.

Xiao Zi could only coax: "This is the little girl who sent flowers. Your Qiqi's favorite must be you."

"Well." The little guy was still a little unhappy.

Xiao Zi thinks the little guy is really interesting, so small and so possessive.

I don’t know why this little guy is so attached to Ye Jiaqi.

Qiao Chengfan stared at the tablet while Xiao Zi sat on the sofa drinking tea.

It's raining again in London today, and it's raining continuously all night long.

It was all wet outside the window. At a glance, water mist was rising and drizzle was wet and flowing.

A layer of water fell on the spider plants planted by Xiao Zizhi, and the green color became more vivid and eye-catching.

Xiao Zi accidentally lowered his head and his eyes fell on Qiao Chengfan's little face.

This face looks so much like Master Qiao.

However, if you look closely, your chin and lips look more like another person's.

Yes, that's right, like Ye Jiaqi.

Xiao Zi paused and retracted her gaze.

She was leaning on the sofa, reading a book and drinking tea.

In her hand was an English version of "Wuthering Heights". She read line by line, her hair hanging down on her shoulders, and she felt a rare sense of peace.

She was like this before, but now she has Qiao Chengfan to take care of.

She didn't feel comfortable leaving it to others, so she did it herself.

"This man looks like dad." Qiao Chengfan suddenly pressed the pause button, poked the screen with his little finger, and looked at Xiao Zi, "Look, Aunt Xiao Zi."

"Huh?" Xiao Zi put down the book and leaned over.

Qiao Chengfan's body smelled delicious of milk. Xiao Zi leaned against his head and looked at the screen carefully.

"Where is it?"

"Here, this is it." Qiao Chengfan pointed anxiously, "Does it look like it? Does it look like it?"

Xiao Zi looked at it carefully again, right?

How did Qiao Chengfan find this dark crowd?

Moreover, the video was too blurry and flashed by.

She distinguished it carefully and found that it looked a bit like Mr. Qiao.

This man was sitting in the last row of the auditorium, lost in the crowd, but the crowd could not hide his sharp edge.

The video just flashed by, and even if Qiao Chengfan paused, he could only see a blurry image.

The profile of his face does look a bit like Mr. Qiao.

"Aunt Xiaozi, are you daddy?" Qiao Chengfan looked at her expectantly.

He thinks so.

But Xiao Zi never heard that Josnian was in the United States.

If it really is Master Qiao...

"Aunt Xiaozi, is that right?" Qiao Chengfan was still asking.

"Can't see clearly, maybe."

"I think so, dad looks like this." Qiao Chengfan stared at the screen, it was Lao Qiao, he recognized it, "Dad likes Qiqi, just likes her."
Chapter completed!