The rain flowed down the umbrella, and the autumn wind blew, bringing with it waves of coolness and blowing Ye Jiaqi's hair.

She held her waist, touched her belly, and waited for Xiao Fanfan.

The raindrops fell to the ground, splashing small water drops, and the time was tranquil.

"Qiqi! Qiqi! Qiqi!" The little guy had good eyesight. He saw Ye Jiaqi from a distance and ran towards him. There was an old man behind him.

"Xiao Fanfan!" Ye Jiaqi shouted, "Slow down."

Qiao Chengfan couldn't care less. He was so excited when he saw Ye Jiaqi that he stepped out quickly with his short legs.

I didn’t even hold an umbrella, I ran very fast!

The little guy ran to Ye Jiaqi in a few seconds, hugged Ye Jiaqi, and cried "Wow".

"Qiqi, my baby misses you so much. I miss you so much that I can only dream about you."

"Why are you crying? Boys can't cry." Ye Jiaqi wiped his eyes for him, "Isn't Qiqi coming here? Xiao Fanfan can't cry. Qiqi has brought you a gift. If you don't cry, then

for you."

"Mi You cried." Qiao Chengfan lied and wiped his eyes, "It's rain, it's rain. Xiao Fanfan won't cry."

Qiao Chengfan's master found out that this was Ye Jiaqi.

It's hard for her to come from the United States even though she's pregnant.

Ye Jiaqi was pulled into the villa by Qiao Chengfan, who also took Ye Jiaqi to visit his small room.

The little guy was jumping around and talking non-stop.

"Qiqi, look at how big my master's house is. I have to walk for a long time from the door to the upstairs every day!"

"Qiqi, this is my skateboard, I can skate it."

"This is my piano. The teacher will come to teach me on weekends. I can already play a lot of children's songs."

Ye Jiaqi listened to the little guy talking and realized that the little guy had grown up.

"This is my bookshelf. I have read all the books here." Qiao Chengfan looked proud, "Here are my little planes, some bought by Dad, some bought by Uncle Huo, and some bought by Qiqi.

, my master bought it... Well, I'm so happy."

Ye Jiaqi was also very happy, listening to the little guy talking non-stop.

The way Qiao Chengfan talks looks very much like Josnian, very much like him.

The little guy clambered onto the bed and pointed at his various achievements to Ye Jiaqi.

"I like Qiqi the most, followed by Master and Aunt Xiaozi, and Uncle Huo too. I like dad the least, I don't like him at all." The little guy puffed up his cheeks.

Ye Jiaqi took the little guy down and said, "But your father likes you, what should I do?"

"How much I like it."

"I like that very much. You will understand when you grow up."

"Really? If he likes me very much, I will reluctantly like him."

Ye Jiaqi smiled.

Father's love is like a mountain, he will understand it when he grows up.

She didn't understand when Josnian sent Qiao Chengfan over.

But now, she understands.

There was a bloody storm in the capital, and Josnian didn't want to involve the young Xiao Fanfan, or even her, so he pushed them out again and again, carrying the wind and rain on his own.

That man is always delicate and gentle, just like the drizzle outside the window, moistening things silently.

It's a pity that now he has forgotten his precious son and may never remember him in his lifetime.

"Qiqi, when will daddy come see me?" Xiao Chengfan pouted.

"When he has time, he's been too busy recently."
Chapter completed!