Ye Jiaqi never fell asleep again.

When he arrived at Qiao's house, Irfan drove the car directly into the garage.

"We're here, come down." Josnian supported her.

Ye Jiaqi raised his head and saw that it was still a familiar garage. There was a car that Josnian liked in the garage.

Josnian helped her out of the car. His legs and feet were inconvenient and he walked with a limp, which made Ye Jiaqi laugh heartlessly: "I suddenly remembered something."

"What's up?"

"You used to pretend to be lame when you were in a wheelchair."

"..." Josnian's mouth twitched, "Come into the living room, little Yuzi is waiting for you."

Ye Jiaqi chuckled.

It's interesting to poke at Josnian's shortcomings.

Walking along the corridor from the garage, Ye Jiaqi walked very slowly. She saw that the rain outside was still falling, hitting the banana leaves and crape myrtle flowers in Qiao Zhai, which gave them a different style.

Qiao Zhai is indeed the same as before, and every step he takes feels very familiar.

This is a place where she can walk even with her eyes closed.

In the living room, as soon as Ye Jiaqi and Josnian opened the door, Little Yuzi, who was sitting on the carpet playing house, turned around, fluttered her big eyes, threw away the doll, and ran towards them in a crooked way, scaring the servants.

Gotta hold her!

"Papa, Mommy..." Little Youzi ran quickly and rushed directly to Ye Jiaqi, hugging Ye Jiaqi's legs with both hands.

Ye Jiaqi knelt down distressedly and touched her little face: "Mom is here, mom is here."

Little Yuzi cried "Wow": "You don't want me anymore, it's just a fun game."

Ye Jiaqi wiped her tears for her: "I don't want you, the game is...whoever gets home first wins, so little Youzi wins. Do you like it here? Does it look like your castle?"

"Almost." The little guy pouted dissatisfiedly.

Josnian also knelt down and pinched her chubby little face: "You are so cute, who wouldn't let you go? Huh?"

"You are willing." The little guy pursed his lips coquettishly.

"How can I bear it?" Josnian laughed angrily, "How can you tell that dad is willing to bear it? Come on, let me hold you."

Josnian opened his arms.

Little Youzi let go of Ye Jiaqi and threw herself into Josnian's arms.

Josnian picked her up, stood up and walked to the sofa.

The living room is large, but the originally simple and generous living room has been thrown away by Little Yuzi. Many toys are thrown away, and the carpet is even more miserable. They are all Little Yuzi's "little friends", and it seems that Irving bought them for her.

Little Yuzi loved being hugged by Josnian, so she put her arms around Josnian's neck and nuzzled him with her furry little head.

The little guy pointed to his feet: "Daddy..."

"It's okay, I don't walk well, little Yuzi can't learn from me."

Ye Jiaqi sat on the sofa: "Little Youzi, your mother is not here, are you obedient? Are you crying?"

"I'm not crying." The little guy shook his head stubbornly.

"Little liar." Ye Jiaqi said with a smile, "Come to mom, your dad's feet hurt."

"Oh!" Little Youzi immediately extended her hand to Ye Jiaqi in a sensible manner.

It's all natural between them. What's unnatural is all the servants in Qiao's house.

Their eyes widened. Who are the parents? Is this little girl really Mr. Qiao's daughter? Is this woman really Mrs. Qiao?

Their eyes almost fell out, they were so shocked!

Is there going to be a mistress in this house?

Ye Jiaqi played with the little grapefruit for a while, and the doctor called by Josnian happened to come over.
Chapter completed!