Qiao Chengfan cried so hard that he was out of breath, twitching intermittently, and his shoulders were shaking.

He had never cried like this before. He never thought that one day Lao Qiao would really no longer want him.

"Chengfan, don't cry. Dad didn't want you."

"I hate him, hate him, hate him for a long, long time..." The little guy was lying on Xiao Zi's shoulder, his head drooped, lying listlessly.

There was a layer of hazy water mist in the big eyes, and the water splash was blurred, making it difficult to see the expression.

Compared with the jumping Qiao Chengfan in the morning, the little guy at this moment was wilting and motionless.

"I will hate him." The little guy cried angrily.

Xiao Zi felt uncomfortable.

Yes, the little guy will hate Master Qiao, right? Even if he grows up and understands everything, he will still reject Master Qiao in his heart, right?

But if he is not sent there, who will protect him for the rest of his life?

Xiao Zi knew that the person who was most distressed by sending Qiao Chengfan away was Master Qiao.

Even early this morning, Master Qiao went out and only asked her and the driver to take Qiao Chengfan to the airport.

The most heartbreaking thing is separation.

She doesn't quite understand this feeling. She has been an orphan abandoned in an orphanage since she was a child, with no family ties.

But when she saw Qiao Chengfan crying so hard, she vaguely understood that this kind of attachment was a constant reluctance and connection that was tied to blood.

"I will hate him, I will hate him..." Qiao Chengfan cried until he ran out of energy and his voice became softer.

His low sobs echoed in the narrow space, sobbing and sobbing, making people feel pity for him.

Xiao Zi touched his furry little head distressedly.

"Dad is doing this for your own good. You will understand when you grow up." Xiao Zi whispered.

"Who did he sell me to..." The little guy was unhappy and mumbled unhappily on Xiao Zi's shoulder.

Xiao Zi was stunned and rubbed his little head.

Her beautiful eyes were also covered with a light layer of mist, hazy, like white frost.

Qiao Chengfan cried heartbrokenly. He cried all the way and had no strength to cry anymore.

"Old Qiao, the baby hates you." Qiao Chengfan hummed sadly, "The baby doesn't want you anymore. I don't want to see you anymore. I will never call you 'dad' again, never again."

There is no father who sells his baby, not at all.

He loves Lao Qiao so much, but Lao Qiao doesn't love him.

He will never call him dad again...

How could we sell him, how could we not get rid of him...

Qiao Chengfan lay softly on Xiao Zi's shoulder. He could no longer cry and lay motionless.

Like a listless kitten.

He blinked his eyes uncomfortably, his long eyelashes fluttering slightly, and the teardrops on them moved slightly and fell down.

He is not afraid at all of being taken away by bad guys.

But now that Lao Qiao doesn't want him anymore, he feels really sad.

"Don't be like this." Xiao Zi touched his head, "Dad is doing it for your own good."

Qiao Chengfan remained silent, sniffed and choked with sobs.

His little world collapsed all of a sudden. His favorite Lao Qiao no longer wanted him. This feeling was just like Qiqi no longer wanted him.

He doesn't know where he went wrong and why everyone doesn't like him.

Qiao Chengfan just lay there, holding Xiao Zi's clothes with his little paws, and looking out the window with his big, dull eyes.

The trees outside were retreating rapidly in rows, which was dizzying.

The car drove smoothly towards the airport.
Chapter completed!