Ye Jiaqi's hand fell on the keyboard, not knowing how to type the first word. [No pop-ups. 】

The other head replied: "Miss Ye will send me a message after thinking about it, I'll be busy first." ”

Josnian put down his phone and straightened his tie.

"Dad, you're so handsome today." Joe Chengfan probed his head and smiled at Joe Sinian.

"Say, what do you want?"

Jos didn't look up and went downstairs.

He was in a good mood today and planned to send Qiao Chengfan to school in person.

"The baby is not that kind of person, and Dad is really handsome."

"You don't need to say it."

"That, that daddy, when will I see Qiqi again?"

“”

"Dad, you see, since the last amusement park passed, I haven't seen Qiqi for one, two, thirty-eight days." Qiao Chengfan snapped his fingers, pitiful.

"Why do you like her so much?" Josnian couldn't help but ask.

"There is a kind of liking that is called liking it at first sight. Dad, do you understand? ”

"I don't understand."

Joss walked to the garage on his legs.

He didn't understand.

"Dad, haven't you ever liked a girl at first sight? Very, very much like that. ”

"Nope."

"Can't communicate.

Qiao Sinian grabbed Qiao Chengfan's collar and threw him to the passenger seat.

"Daddy, I love you, please tap."

“”

"Daddy"

"Can you shut up?" Josnian roared.

Qiao Chengfan's mouth was curled.

It's so pitiful, I don't let you speak, why is Old Joe so fierce?

The ears finally calmed down, and Joss started the car.

This little thing, why do you talk so much?

Except for IQ and appearance, nothing else is inherited from him!

Qiao Chengfan was disgusted, turned his head, hum, and ignored Old Joe.

No wonder no girl chases, and no girl can chase her!

As soon as Josnian's car drove away, Qiao's house was quiet again.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn colors are sultry.

Steward Tang watched Qiao Sinian leave and return to his house.

As soon as she came in, her mobile phone rang, it was Fang Ya.

"Steward Tang, good morning."

"Miss."

"How are Qiao Ye and Chengfan doing?"

"It's all good, Miss, you don't have to worry."

"Oh, okay, I just want to ask, then I'll be relieved."

"Miss, how are you doing? I heard, I need surgery? ”

"No, I've taken medicine during this time, and I'm much better, so I probably don't need surgery." Fang Ya smiled.

Steward Tang nodded and sighed.

Fang Ya has cardiomyopathy, she knows it.

God is unfair to kind girls, Fang Ya is such a good girl, really

"Miss, you can rest assured, you don't have to worry about Qiao Mansion here."

"Okay, thank you Steward Tang."

Fang Ya and Steward Tang exchanged a few more words before hanging up the phone.

"Ahem." Fang Ya coughed lightly.

"Are you feeling unwell?" A sweet male voice rang out.

Fang Ya raised her head, it was Fang Cheng.

She pulled out a Russian book from the bookshelf and shook her head gently: "It's okay, a little cold." ”

Fang Cheng took a white knitted jacket and draped it over her shoulders: "Don't catch a cold." ”

"Thank you."

Fang Cheng was none other than her adopted son before her parents died, three years younger than her and the same age as Fang Lan.

At that time, her parents were not in good health and always felt that there would be no one to take care of the sisters in the future, so they adopted a boy from the welfare home.

Later, Fang Cheng went to medical school and got very good grades.