Josnian frowned and glanced at the price tag next to him.

But it's only eight hundred yuan.

When he gave her his card, did she disdain to use it?

"Why didn't Dad reply to me?" Qiao Chengfan muttered.

Just at this moment, the class bell rang. Qiao Chengfan put away his phone and opened his textbook.

"Master Qiao, we're here." The driver stopped the car and said respectfully.

Outside, there is the Qiao Group's building, which is tall, glorious and luxurious.

The employees in the building were in a hurry and heading to their respective floors.

"Um."

The doorman came over outside and opened the car door for Josnian.

Then came Meng Chen.

Josnian handed the phone to Meng Chen, and there was no emotion in his voice: "I bought these shoes."

Meng Chen lowered his head and saw a pair of white high heels, inlaid with rhinestones, elegant and simple.

Very beautiful, but not very expensive.

Meng Chen knew it well and didn't ask anything. He just nodded: "Okay."

Josnian strode towards the special elevator, his expression as cold and low-key as ever.

When he arrived at the office, he checked the contact information Qiao Chengfan sent him.

It really has everything.

Mobile phone number, QQ, WeChat, Weibo...

Since returning to China, the only contact he has with her is his mobile phone number.

In the past, they lived under the same roof, and it seemed that they never thought that one day they would become strangers.

In fact, the distance is getting farther and farther.

He could see that she rejected him.

What about him?

With a swipe of her finger, she clicked on the text message she sent him last night: Do you like me?

Your eyes stay on the screen for a long time.

Sunlight shines in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows and shines on his mahogany desk.

The table was glowing, reflecting Josnian's deep and expressionless face.

After a long time, he finally added Ye Jiaqi's WeChat account.

Her profile picture is a selfie of herself, with a line written on her signature: Waiting for a tree to bloom, waiting for someone to come.

Ye Jiaqi was sorting out press releases when he heard his phone vibrate.

Huh? Someone added her.

I took a look, it was a stranger, I didn’t recognize him.

After she passed, she turned off her phone and continued writing the press release.

Ye Jiaqi typed on the keyboard and looked at the computer screen.

The gardenias on the table exude a rich aroma, followed by the breath of late summer.

The weather has been getting colder and cooler recently, and autumn is coming soon.

"Ding dong", the phone rang.

Ye Jiaqi freed up a hand and clicked it.

"Do you like sailing?"

It's the stranger I just added!

Blinking her eyes, she came back to her senses. This was the little guy's father, Mr. Ye.

She smiled, remembering the appearance of Xiao Fanfan in her mind.

When he held her to sleep, she felt a peace of mind that she had never felt before.

She quickly replied to him: "I like it. Fanfan is very cute and sensible."

Josnian looked at the news of her return, his eyes were deep and cold, and there was a chill in his eyes.

He reflexively typed three words: "Do you regret it?"

However, I realized it was inappropriate and deleted it again.

He is now Ye Chengfan's father, not Josnian.

"Yeah." He only replied with one word.

Ye Jiaqi tilted his head. This man's tone was just like some people's!

She typed a few words quickly: "Mr. Ye, you didn't send Chengfan back last night. You don't blame me, do you?"

"fine."

"Mr. Ye, can I see Fanfan again in the future?" Ye Jiaqi asked cautiously.

After all, he is his son...
Chapter completed!