In the afternoon, Huo Jingyi came to Qiao Chengfan with a small red envelope.

Qiao Chengfan happily accepted Huo Jingyi's New Year's red envelope and sat in the car talking to Huo Jingyi non-stop.

Huo Jingyi took them to watch movies, eat and go shopping together.

Sometimes, Ye Jiaqi sat aside and watched the two of them.

Although Qiao Chengfan was very happy and could talk to Huo Jingyi, Ye Jiaqi knew that Qiao Chengfan only had one father in his heart, and that was his old Qiao.

In his mind, no matter how many shortcomings and bad temper Lao Qiao is, he is still the only one.

Ye Jiaqi hasn't figured out how to tell the little guy the truth yet.

Too cruel.

Too cruel.

Just like when she was eight years old, she couldn't believe the news of her mother's death.

She decided to be a little more selfish and put it off as long as she could.

She liked the little guy's innocent smile, and she didn't want to see him cry, not at all.

For dinner, they made a reservation at Jinou Pavilion.

A splendid and grand restaurant, where all the rich and powerful come here.

Many people order New Year's Eve dinner and reunion dinner here, and Huo Jingyi also made a reservation here.

"This restaurant has many Beijing specialties. Although I know you are tired of eating them, Chengfan must have never tried them. Let's take him to try them," Huo Jingyi said.

"Lao Huo, when did you become so patient? Can you understand the thoughts of children?"

Ye Jiaqi was really impressed by him.

"There's nothing you can do about it. Who makes Qiao Chengfan so cute? You are even cuter." Huo Jingyi laughed.

"Just take Xiaofanfan and eat well. I don't have much appetite."

"Don't be like this, New Year, have a good time and have fun. No matter what happens, you will still have me, right?" Huo Jingyi said seriously.

"Uncle Huo, what are you whispering to Qiqi?" Qiao Chengfan raised his face curiously.

Huo Jingyi immediately stopped talking.

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "Your Uncle Huo is asking me what you like to eat."

"Do you have any shrimp?"

"Yes!" Huo Jingyi pinched his little face.

It's really soft and feels great in the hand.

"My father will skin the baby!" Qiao Chengfan said first.

"Uh..." Huo Jingyi was in trouble. He had never peeled a shrimp before, but he still risked it. "Then Uncle Huo will peel it for you too."

"Then Uncle Huo will peel the baby, and the baby will be peeled by Qiqi."

In fact, Lao Qiao wouldn't peel shrimps for him.

Lao Qiao doesn't allow him to act coquettishly.

Not to mention being pampered.

Humph, Butler Sun is not allowed to spoil him.

As they talked, they entered the box.

Huo Jingyi booked a very cozy small box, decorated with elegant floral wallpapers and several landscape paintings hanging on the walls.

Even the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows are in very warm colors.

"Just eat less. Children will eat less," Ye Jiaqi suggested.

She can't eat much either.

My appetite has never recovered, and everything I eat feels bland and doesn't have much flavor.

"It doesn't matter, just be responsible for eating." Huo Jingyi took the tablet and started ordering.

"Qiqi, the baby needs to go to the bathroom."

Qiao Chengfan jumped down from the chair.

"Do you want Qiqi to accompany you? Huh?" Ye Jiaqi coaxed him.

"No, no, the baby is no longer a child."

"Well, be careful yourself!"

"Um!"

Qiao Chengfan quickly ran to the door, turned the door handle, and went straight to the bathroom.

It was very warm in the private room, but a little cold at the entrance to the corridor.

There was a cold wind blowing in from the small window.

Qiao Chengfan walked, "Gudong"——

I bumped into a man wearing a gray coat!

"Hmm." Qiao Chengfan rubbed his little head.
Chapter completed!