Qiao Chengfan still doesn’t give up.

Is it because Qiqi has not contacted him or Lao Qiao for more than a year?

Is this really the case?

"Xiao Fanfan, when you grow up, you will know that it is difficult to compare people, at least, they cannot be compared in a few words." Ye Jiaqi patiently told him, even though she knew he couldn't understand.

Just like Cheng Yuzhi and Josnian, how do they compare?

They are two people with different personalities, even worlds apart.

Each has its own advantages.

As expected, Qiao Chengfan didn't understand. He tilted his head and tugged on Ye Jiaqi's clothes.

"Will Qiqi marry Uncle Cheng?"

"Maybe."

Among the people she met, the only one who was most suitable for marriage was Cheng Yuzhi.

Even Josnian, who has always been picky, said that Cheng Yuzhi could be married, right?

He asked her to marry Cheng Yuzhi because he clearly wanted to hide Chengfan from her for the rest of his life.

He didn't want to tell her who Chengfan's mother was.

He always has his reasons and ideas, all she has to do is not to ask, not to guess, not to think.

Then she won't ask, guess, or think.

"How can it be done? How can it be done?" Qiao Chengfan wiped his eyes sadly, as if he was about to cry.

"Xiao Fanfan, Qiqi can't promise you anything, but Qiqi will come to London to see you as soon as he has time, okay?" Ye Jiaqi arranged his clothes again.

Qiao Chengfan stopped talking, with grievance on his face.

It would be a lie to say I'm not sad.

After Qiqi gets married, she will have her own baby, so why would she want him?

Her baby will be with her every day, eating, sleeping, and playing with her...but he can only see her after a long, long time.

Qiao Chengfan was a little jealous.

For a long time, Qiao Chengfan didn't speak.

Ye Jiaqi led him downstairs, and he was not happy either.

The dining table was already filled with breakfast. Ye Jiaqi peeled an egg and gave it to the little guy: "Here, have breakfast."

The little guy said nothing, sitting on the chair and holding the milk glass.

It’s uncomfortable, it’s uncomfortable!

When Ye Jiaqi saw her like this, his heart felt like he had been pricked by a needle, and there was a dull pain.

There was a shallow layer of worry between her eyebrows, the tips of her eyebrows were furrowed, and there were indescribable emotions in her eyes, which were numerous and complicated.

She looked at Qiao Chengfan's face silently, fearing in her heart that she would touch the truth.

If he is never touched, he will always be the child that Josnian had with another woman, and the mother is an ominous one.

Ye Jiaqi's heart was trembling, and his hand holding the cup was shaking a little.

She lowered her head and took a sip of hot milk, trying to suppress the trembling chill in her heart.

However, can she do it without touching the truth?

Five years later, she still remembers the feeling of the little guy kicking around in her belly.

Can she do it?

She couldn't even pass this test on her own.

Qiao Chengfan ate breakfast lazily, thinking about many things in his little mind.

Qiqi has an uncle she likes, Qiqi is getting married, Qiqi will have her own baby, Qiqi doesn’t want him anymore, let alone Lao Qiao...

Qiao Chengfan's long eyelashes were covered with a light layer of mist.

Suddenly, his big eyes lit up and he shouted: "Mom, I want that! Cake! Cake!"

Ye Jiaqi, who was lowering his head to drink milk, felt as if he was struck by electricity in an instant. It was one thing to ask him to shout, but it was another thing if he took the initiative to shout.

The hand holding the cup slipped and almost broke the cup!

My heart couldn't stop shaking, shaking violently.
Chapter completed!