Fang Ya did not refute.

Fang Cheng drove Fang Ya to the hotel.

In the fog, black cars moved like swifts.

The downtown area is still bright and lively.

Fang Ya calmed down after looking at the lively crowd and flashing lights.

She sat in the passenger seat, holding her forehead with her right hand.

Suddenly, she frowned——

"Acheng, don't you think this woman Xiao Zi appears too suddenly? We have been looking for Qiao Chengfan's mother for so long, but she only appears now."

"Don't think too much. Didn't she have a car accident at that time? She has difficulty moving, so it's normal that she didn't show up."

Fang Ya frowned.

Did she overthink it?

"Acheng, you'd better get things done quickly, and we'll try to get back to London as soon as possible."

"Okay, I will hurry up."

"Um."

Fang Cheng sent Fang Ya to the hotel and stayed with her every step of the way.

Serving tea and water, he did everything he could.

After arriving at the hotel, Fang Ya felt much more at ease.

Listening to the sound of cars outside the window, she gradually fell into sleep.

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villa.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't sleep for a long time. She hugged Xiao Fanfan's soft body and blinked at the ceiling.

The lights were turned off and the bedroom was dark.

What happened today caught her off guard, and she still hasn't reacted.

Called Josnian but still no response.

"Um...Mom..." Xiao Fanfan smashed his mouth and talked in his sleep.

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and hugged the little guy into his arms again.

I feel so sorry for this little guy.

It turned out that his biological mother was so heartless and cold-hearted, and would give up anything for money.

Ye Jiaqi frowned when he thought of Xiao Zi.

Josnian, are you stupid? Why did you give your property to Qiao Chengfan's mother?

Now, even if she wants to fight for it, there is nothing she can do.

The result of the paternity test during the day was that... Xiao Zi and Qiao Chengfan were related by blood.

Ye Jiaqi was exhausted.

At this moment, Ye Jiaqi received a call from Ning An.

"Hello, An'an?" Ye Jiaqi lowered his voice and got out of bed, fearing to wake up the little one.

"Jia Qi, I'm at the door of your villa, can you let me in?" Ning An's voice was very tired.

"What's wrong with you? Why didn't you go home so late? Didn't you go to Pingshan Resort?" Ye Jiaqi was surprised, "I'll be here, just wait a moment."

With that said, Ye Jiaqi opened the bedroom door and walked downstairs.

Turning on the lights, sure enough, there was a white car parked outside the villa.

That's Ning'an's car.

In the fog, Ning An stood at the door of the car, his eyes blurred.

The wind blew her scarf, her hair was very messy, and even her eyes were red.

"An'an!" Ye Jiaqi shouted and rushed toward her.

"Good luck!" Ning An hugged Ye Jiaqi.

"Isn't it very cold? Come in quickly." Ye Jiaqi held her hand.

Very cold.

"I'm really sorry to disturb you so late. I want to talk to someone, but I might be too willful." Ning An grabbed Ye Jiaqi's hand.

The tips of her brows were slightly furrowed, and there was boundless sadness in her eyes.

Ye Jiaqi hurriedly took her into the house.

The living room was heated, and Ye Jiaqi made her a cup of hot tea.

Ning An put on slippers and took off her coat.

"An'an, what happened?" Ye Jiaqi pulled her to sit down.

She saw that Ning An was in a very bad condition, his face was tired and pale, his eyes were red, and his hair was dry and messy.

Ning An, such an elegant person, now looks more embarrassed.
Chapter completed!