After that day, Meng Chen really lived in London, and the apartment he bought was right opposite Xiao Zi's house.

As long as there is any movement in Xiao Zi's family, Meng Chen will know about it.

On this day, Qiao Chengfan came to Xiao Zi's home.

When I got off the elevator, I met Meng Chen.

"Uncle Meng?"

"It's me."

Qiao Chengfan opened his eyes wide in surprise, with astonishment written all over his face: "Uncle Meng, why are you here? Is my father here too?"

"Your father didn't come, Uncle Meng came here to take care of something."

Meng Chen hadn't seen the little guy for a long time, and Xiao Zi really protected him very well.

The little guy is still the same, with fair skin and big watery eyes. He is carrying a small schoolbag with a toy train exposed in the bag.

Meng Chen pretended not to see it.

"Oh." The disappointment in the little guy's eyes still showed.

Although Xiao Zi kept talking to Qiqi, she said she didn't want Lao Qiao and she didn't want to look at him when he came.

But when I heard that he didn't come, I still felt a little emotional.

"Uncle Meng, are you looking for Aunt Xiaozi? She went out to borrow books."

"Well... open the door, I'll go in and wait for her."

"OK."

Qiao Chengfan didn't have any small thoughts, he happily opened the door of Xiao Zi's apartment.

This is the first time Meng Chen comes in.

The apartment is not big, but it is very cozy.

Simple wallpaper, lush green plants, and clean beds.

It looks very comfortable, but it doesn't match Xiao Zi's appearance.

There is also a large bookcase in the corner, which is full of books.

He opened the refrigerator.

It contains milk, eggs, and some vegetables.

"How about Uncle Meng cooking lunch for you?" Meng Chen said.

"Really?" Qiao Chengfan said happily. He hadn't eaten Meng Chen's cooking yet, "Okay."

Meng Chen rolled up his sleeves and turned on the range hood.

I have occasionally cooked meals for myself over the years, but my skills are still there and I can still do what I should.

Qiao Chengfan ran over with curiosity on his face: "Uncle Meng, can you do it?"

"meeting."

"Wow!" Qiao Chengfan looked at Meng Chen with admiration, "Uncle Meng, does my dad know how to do it?"

"I'm not sure." Meng Chen and Qiao Chengfan chattered, "Does your Aunt Xiao Zi usually cook?"

"We don't do much. We all eat at the training ground or go out to eat."

"Oh, I guess she doesn't know either." Meng Chen knew that a child could come up with a lot of words, so he asked, "Has anyone else come to your Aunt Xiao Zi's apartment?"

"without……"

"Have any uncles been here?"

"Uncle Meng, you are the first."

"Then what does she usually do at home?"

"Read a book, watch TV, or just be in a daze." Qiao Chengfan said truthfully, "Uncle Meng, why don't you care about me."

"Oh." Meng Chen raised his lips, "What about you? Have you trained well with your master recently?"

"Well, yes."

Meng Chen feels that it is easier for children to communicate.

"Uncle Meng, is my father feeling better?" Qiao Chengfan still couldn't hold it back.

Last time Lao Qiao said that he was not in good health.

"It's already healed. Don't worry. He will come see you when he has time."

"No, whoever wants to look at him, no, no, no." Qiao Chengfan became arrogant again.

Meng Chen cracked an egg, looked down at Qiao Chengfan, and smiled.

The older Qiao Chengfan grows, the more he looks like Master Qiao, even his temper is the same.

Qiao Chengfan walked around Meng Chen and sometimes helped him.
Chapter completed!