After all, Qiao Chengfan was his own father. He was kind-hearted. He planned to be friendly to Josnian. After all, Lao Qiao's performance during this period was not bad. He often took him out for dinner and would come to attend the commendation meeting in person tomorrow.

He was very satisfied.

After thinking for a moment, Qiao Chengfan played with the mobile phone in his hand and dialed Ye Jiaqi's number.

Ye Jiaqi was grading homework in the office. When he saw the mobile phone number, he was startled and picked it up.

It was the quiet moment in the afternoon, when the wind was blowing the leaves, and the sun was shining on the desk through the gaps between the branches and leaves. The whole office was very peaceful, and you could hear the sound of the pen tip falling on the page.

"Sail."

Hearing Ye Jiaqi's voice, Qiao Chengfan felt sad. He didn't know why he was sad.

"Mom..." Qiao Chengfan shouted hoarsely, lying on the table, motionless.

Ye Jiaqi was completely stunned.

He...what did he call himself?

Yes, she heard it right, he called her "Mom".

In an instant, tears welled up from his eyes. Ye Jiaqi covered his face, his throat was congested, he was sobbing, and he couldn't say a word.

She suppressed it and didn't let Qiao Chengfan hear her crying.

At a certain moment, Qiao Chengfan's voice seemed to overlap with that of a dream, like a dream...

She pinched herself and it hurt. It was not a dream.

She didn't dream, it was her little bastard calling her, for eight years.

Tears wet her face, but she didn't speak, and neither did Qiao Chengfan on the other end. Mother and son seemed to have a tacit understanding.

Qiao Chengfan had a lot to say to Ye Jiaqi, but he didn't know where to start.

In this way, both sides were silent for a long time.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were getting redder and redder, and tears kept flowing, but she still didn't cry. She didn't know what it felt like, was she crying with joy? No.

She had been looking forward to this moment for many, many years...but it was so late.

"Qiqi, I won first place in the grade debate competition." Qiao Chengfan leaned on the table and happily reported to Ye Jiaqi.

Talking to Qiqi is different from talking to Lao Qiao.

Lao Qiao may not necessarily care about his achievements, but Qiqi is different. Qiqi likes to praise him the most.

Ye Jiaqi's throat moved, he calmed down, wiped his eyes, and smiled: "Xiao Fanfan is very good. Next time there is an event, ask Qi Qi to go and see it."

"Okay." Qiao Chengfan was very happy, "We also have an autumn sports meeting, parents can participate. You can bring little Youzi to watch it, it will be next week."

"What project did you apply for?"

"Long-distance running, swimming, and an unpopular event, shooting. I don't have much time to train, so I didn't report too much."

Ye Jiaqi nodded repeatedly: "I'll go and see it. I will definitely go."

"Okay." Qiao Chengfan was very happy, as if he had some motivation, "Qiqi, Lao Qiao is discharged from the hospital."

"Oh, just leave the hospital."

"He's been kind to me recently..." Qiao Chengfan said, "He often takes me and Xiao Youzi out to eat. He will also attend my commendation meeting tomorrow. Uncle Ou said that he took a lot of time out."

"This is what he should do."

Qiao Chengfan was silent for a while.

What else does he have to boast about?

He couldn't find any good qualities in Lao Qiao.

What to boast about?

Qiao Chengfan racked his brains: "Qiqi, I found that Old Qiao looks pretty good."

Forgive him for not being able to find any good points...
Chapter completed!