In the morning, when it was dark, Josnian changed his clothes.

After a sleepless night, his cold and resolute face took on a haggard look.

He reached out to open the closet and picked out a gray tie.

The capital city is extremely cold in winter, the fog has not dissipated, and even the leaves are covered with crystal clear ice.

Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling window, the outside is confusing, and everything that comes into view is monotonous white and withered yellow.

Josnian straightened his sleeves and went downstairs.

"Good morning, Mr. Qiao, I was just about to call you, but Miss Fang is here." Butler Sun stood downstairs, respectfully.

A trace of boredom appeared in Josnian's eyes: "Which Miss Fang?"

Butler Sun quickly said: "It's Miss Fang Yafang."

Because Master Qiao gave an order that no matter who comes, they must report to him.

Therefore, Fang Ya is still waiting outside.

Josnian raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked outside.

Outside the window, not far away, there was a row of servants standing at the gate of Qiao's house.

Further ahead is a black Land Rover.

Josnian responded: "Let her in."

"yes."

Josnian sat at the dining table and spread out his napkin.

Fang Ya walked in accompanied by Butler Tang.

She wore an off-white long coat, which made her slim and slim.

After coming in, she took off her scarf and looked at Josnian with a smile.

"Master Qiao, excuse me, I didn't notify you in advance."

Fang Ya used to like to call Josnian by his name, but after Josnian corrected her several times, she had no choice but to follow everyone else and call him "Master Qiao".

"Sit down and have breakfast." Josnian's voice was hoarse and low.

"Master Qiao, a good friend from the art academy held a painting exhibition before, and I returned to China. You...won't blame me, right?" Fang Ya came over.

"Won't."

"Master Qiao, I thought you were still at grandpa's place."

Fang Ya sat next to Josnian, and the servant immediately brought her breakfast.

She only wore a light make-up and looked very beautiful and delicate.

Especially the melon-seed face, stained with a little white mist, looks even more innocent and natural.

Josnian cut a piece of cheese mango cake for her.

Fang Ya was flattered and quickly took it: "Thank you, Mr. Qiao, are you still going abroad during this time? I am in better health this time and want to stay in the capital for a while. If you are free, can you accompany me for a walk?"

"I'll arrange the time."

Fang Ya nodded: "Okay, I also want to be in Chengfan, especially to see him. When I was in London, I often thought about him. Can I... live in Qiao Zhai?"

Josnian remained silent, neither saying yes nor no.

"Is Chengfan still awake?" Fang Ya lowered her voice and looked upstairs.

"He doesn't have to go to school so early."

A smile appeared on Fang Ya's little face, like a begonia flower in spring.

"Then Master Qiao, shall I take Chengfan to kindergarten later?"

"No, Butler Sun will send it to you."

"Master Qiao, I haven't seen him for a long time. I miss him very much. Can you let me see him off?"

Fang Ya's tone was a little more coquettish.

Her face is still soft and elegant, soft and weak, like a thin willow in the wind.

Her eyes were full of expectation, and her eyes were gleaming with color.

When her long eyelashes tremble, she is particularly adorable.

After a long while, Josnian responded.

Fang Ya was in a good mood. She also brought Josnian jam and spread it on the bread, her movements natural and gentle.

"dad……"

After a while, Qiao Chengfan came downstairs, rubbing his big, sleepy eyes.
Chapter completed!