Chapter 1965 This is...her Son? (Eleven)

Qiao Yuanfei could only follow him.

Get in the car and fasten your seat belt yourself.

Seeing his gaze, I quickly thanked him.

Fan Yu's warm eyes flickered slightly as he stared at Qiao Yuanfei, who was feeling uncomfortable all over.

Suddenly he opened his lips.

"You seem to be very nervous when you see me. Could it be that you have done something to feel sorry for me?"

"..."

Qiao Yuanfei was so nervous that she almost bit her tongue.

He clutched the bag in his hands tightly with both hands.

After hesitating for a long time, he suddenly spoke.

"Do you still have memories of what happened when you were a child?"

"When you were a child? Why do you suddenly ask about this?" Fan Yu glanced at her sideways, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Then, he smiled lightly.

"I remember, I just don't remember much."

He often moved places when he was a child, so he really doesn't remember much about many things.

What really left an impression was probably the time when I met Nian Xiaomu.

Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.

That was the best time in his memory.

So much so that it became his only obsession for many years to come.

Why did she suddenly ask this?

Is it because of Fanfan’s incident?

Fan Yu's mind flashed through the gossip he saw on the group's intranet today.

Because of Fanfan's appearance, many people dug into his past scandals and speculated on who the child's mother was.

Among them, someone mentioned Nian Xiaomu.

Especially when Xiao Liuliu is still raised by him.

Seeing how close the two children were, there were even rumors that Fanfan and Xiao Liuliu were half-brothers and sisters.

Does she believe such rumors?

"When you were a child, do you remember... who? I mean, strangers who had a deep impression."

Qiao Yuanfei looked forward and tried to keep her tone as relaxed as possible.

Like small talk.

"No." Fan Yu answered without hesitation, but stared at her deeply.

As if wondering why she would ask such a strange question.

He was already a stranger, so how could he be impressed?

Qiao Yuanfei licked her lips and said.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be when you were very young. How about when you are older? For example, when you are about to become an adult, don't you have anyone who has a deep impression on you?"

"have."

Fan Yu held the steering wheel with one hand, put the other hand into gear, and increased the speed.

He parted his lips carelessly.

"I was looking for someone at that time, someone who was important to me, but she was not a stranger."

"..."

Qiao Yuanfei bit her lip and wanted to ask him who he was.

Before I had time to ask, the car suddenly braked.

Her whole body leaned forward.

As soon as I stabilized my body, I saw a red light ahead.

Fan Yu seemed a little distracted and almost ran a red light.

What did he remember just now?

Qiao Yuanfei didn't dare to ask.

The little accident just now left her with lingering fears.

It was extremely quiet along the way.

Soon, Fan Yu sent her to Qiao's villa.

"Thanks."

Qiao Yuanfei thanked her and wanted to open the door and get out of the car.

Pushing it with my hand, I found that the car door was locked.

Fan Yu sat in the driver's seat and had no intention of letting her get out of the car.

"There are reporters."

He suddenly opened his lips.

Qiao Yuanfei: "???"

"Don't move, you will be photographed."

While Fan Yu was speaking, an arm suddenly clasped Qiao Yuanfei's head and took her into his arms.

Let her face rest on his chest.

Qiao Yuanfei's seat belt has been unfastened.

Due to the force of Fan Yu's arms, his body was almost pressed against his chest.