Chapter 1836 My Fanyu Woman (Thirty-Six)

The call was quickly disconnected.

In less than three seconds, her phone rang again.

Just when Qiao Yuanfei was about to turn off her phone, she noticed that the caller ID flashing on the screen was Fan Yu.

She hesitated for a few seconds and picked up the phone.

"Where are you? I have a meeting later. It's a bit long. No one is here to take Xiao Liuliu..." Fan Yu's indifferent voice came from the other end of the phone. He only spoke half of what he said, but he seemed to be aware of her emotions. Something was wrong, the conversation changed.

"Have you ever cried?"

"..." Qiao Yuanfei's heart moved slightly.

Unexpectedly, she didn't say a word, just sniffed, and Fan Yu heard it.

I was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

"Where are you now?" Fan Yu's volume did not change, but his tone became tougher.

"Home." Qiao Yuanfei whispered back. Just as she was about to say that she was fine, Fan Yu had already hung up the phone.

She lowered her eyes and stared at the photo in her hand.

After thinking about it, I edited a text message to Fan Yu.

Tell him that he is fine and will go to the company to help him take care of Xiao Liuliu in a moment.

Seeing that the message was sent successfully, she put her phone back in her pocket, turned around and started packing her luggage.

She hit Qiao Yuanxi today. No matter how injured Qiao Yuanxi was, Xie Yun would not let her go.

Staying at Qiao's house will only give people the opportunity to continue humiliating her.

Qiao Yuanfei didn't bring anything, only a few clothes and some important documents. Finally, she took the broken family photo in her hand, pulled the suitcase and walked out.

When passing by the living room, the servants in the villa looked at her.

No one dared to speak.

Some sympathized with her, some watched the show, and some thought she brought it upon herself...

Qiao Yuanfei's eyes swept across everyone's faces, hiding all the emotions in her eyes.

He clutched the photo in his hand and walked out of Qiao's house.

Just as she was about to stop the car at the roadside, a luxurious sports car stopped in front of her.

Qiao Yuanfei paused and raised her head.

In the sunshine, the glass of the car window lowered, revealing Fan Yu's gentle and handsome face in the driver's seat.

He was holding the steering wheel with one hand and wearing black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. His gentle eyes could not be seen, which made the aura around him inexplicably a bit colder than usual.

Qiao Yuanfei didn't expect that he would come to Qiao's house so quickly.

He stood blankly on the street, his hand holding the luggage handle silently tightening.

Fan Yu reached out and took off his sunglasses. The next second, he looked at the box at her feet and the uneasy expression on her face...

Like a poor little kid who was kicked out of the house.

There was a slight suffocation in his chest.

He opened the door and got out of the car, walking up to her.

He didn't ask anything, just took the suitcase from her hand, put it in the car, then opened the door for her and let her get in.

The car quickly left Qiao's villa.

Except when Qiao Yuanfei first got in the car and reported the address of a hotel, she kept her head down and said nothing the rest of the time.

When the car stopped, she realized that the place Fan Yu sent her to was not the hotel she wanted to go to, but his villa.

Qiao Yuanfei looked at him in surprise, but Fan Yu looked at the photo in her hand.

Meeting her gaze, he parted his lips lightly.

"Give me the photo. I know a master who restores old photos. He can help you restore the photo to be almost the same as before."

"..."

The tip of Qiao Yuanfei's nose felt sore, and the emotions that had just calmed down seemed to surge into her heart again in an instant.

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