Qiao Chengfan went to the kitchen, and little Yuzi followed him to the kitchen like a little tail.

Qiao Chengfan went to pour water, and she followed.

Wherever Qiao Chengfan went, she would follow him.

If it were anyone else, Qiao Chengfan would have been furious, but when he turned around and saw his biological sister, his face was full of smiles.

Little Youzi is so pretty, and she is only two years old, so cute and pretty, which makes Qiao Chengfan really like her from the bottom of his heart.

Moreover, little Yuzi doesn't make trouble, is very well-behaved, doesn't take things randomly, and doesn't act like a naughty child. She is extremely well-educated.

Xiaoyouzi and Qiqi look alike, and Qiao Chengfan is really willing to give her anything good.

"Come, eat some cakes." Qiao Chengfan coaxed her.

"Hello, brother." Little Youzi blinked and sat obediently in front of Qiao Chengfan.

In the past, they were fed by daddy and mummy.

Qiao Chengfan was not very good at feeding children. He picked up the red bean cake clumsily and probably just put it to her mouth, right?

The little grapefruit bit the cake and ate it happily, like a little squirrel.

Qiao Chengfan looked at her motionless.

"Brother, good time."

"If it tastes good, eat more. You can eat as much as you want."

"Brother, too." Xiao Youzi blinked her big purple grape eyes, broke off a piece with her little hands and gave it to him, insisting on feeding him.

Qiao Chengfan had no choice but to bite it and eat it.

The red bean cakes made by the servants were not as delicious as those made by Qiqi, and Qiao Chengfan missed Qiqi very much.

The two-year-old child was very easy to coax and went to bed after eating and drinking. However, Qiao Chengfan was worried.

It's been many days... Qiqi hasn't gone home yet. It's getting cold and winter is coming.

And Lao Qiao, can he take good care of Qiqi? He seems like he can't even take care of himself.

But Qiao Chengfan still felt sorry for Lao Qiao after all. When he called Lao Qiao these days, Lao Qiao hardly spoke, was very silent, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

Qiao Chengfan imitated the girls in his class to fold stars, one a day, and made a wish for each one, hoping that Qiqi would come back soon.

He knew he was just comforting himself, but it would make him feel better.

In the past few days, Uncle Ou had sent him a bunch of difficult-to-understand documents, saying they were from the company and asking him to browse through them first.

Qiao Chengfan is really big-headed and he can't understand it at all.

He is still a child!

Lao Qiao is not feeling well, and his life is not easy either. He cannot go to bed until after eleven o'clock every day.

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The rain in Beijing was pouring down, and the rain in Rongcheng gradually stopped.

This day was another exceptionally fresh morning. It was misty, with crystal dewdrops hanging on the treetops and grass blades. When the wind blew, the mist in the air would disperse in all directions.

Very cold morning.

There are frost flowers on the branches and on the glass, and the world is hazy through the frost and fog.

Josnian took out the scarf from the closet.

He has a lot of scarves, some he bought before, some given by his partners, and of course some scarves knitted for him by Ye Jiaqi.

The scarf Ye Jiaqi knitted for him was naturally the one he never left behind. It was warm and comfortable, and it seemed to always carry the fragrance of her body.

Josnian wrapped himself in a scarf and put on a gray-black windbreaker.

In this early morning, everything has just woken up.

"Jia Qi, I'm going to buy breakfast. What do you want to eat today?" He approached her and asked as usual.

As usual, no one replied to him.

There was endless sadness in Josnian's eyes. He stared at Ye Jiaqi's face, and there was a smoldering pain in his heart.
Chapter completed!