Chapter 1967 This Is... Her Son? (Thirteen)

"Fay, the Qiao family's affairs have come to an end, and it's time for you to come back. Remember I told you that after you finish handling the matters at hand, I have something to tell you about our future."

Zhuo Liye's voice was low.

He is a very disciplined and self-controlled person.

I don't usually chat with Qiao Yuanfei often, nor call her so late.

The tone is still so serious.

Inexplicably, Qiao Yuanfei felt that he was drunk.

When she was about to ask him if something had happened, Fan Yu had already taken the phone from her hand and hung up for her.

When he met her astonished gaze, he had an expression on his face that he had no idea what he had just done.

"Sorry, I pressed the wrong button."

Qiao Yuanfei: "???"

Qiao Yuanfei was hesitating whether to call Zhuo Liye back when Fan Yu pressed her finger on the power off button.

He accidentally "pressed the wrong button" and turned off the phone for her.

"It's so late and I'm still calling you. Who is this?"

Intentional or unintentional temptation.

There was a trace of defensiveness in his eyes.

He heard clearly on the phone just now. The other party seemed to want to confess?

It seems that he is still a guy who has been waiting for a long time.

Waiting for her to go back...

The person who calls her Fay is her friend abroad.

Fan Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know much about her friends abroad.

"a friend."

From the moment she woke up until Fan Yu hung up the phone, Qiao Yuanfei was still a little confused.

Realizing that she actually fell asleep in his arms, with her hair even scattered, she sat up awkwardly.

He reached up to fix his hair.

When she was struggling to find her hair tie, she found her hair tie wrapped around Fan Yu's wrist.

Meeting her gaze, he raised his hand calmly.

Thin lips parted slightly.

"You just fell asleep and dropped it on the floor. I picked it up. Do you want to use it now?"

Before Qiao Yuanfei could answer, he said to himself, "I'll help you."

Then he pulled her in front of him again, held up her long hair with his fingers, and tied it up again.

His method was not like tying a girl's hair for the first time.

Qiao Yuanfei couldn't help but speak.

"Do you often tie girls' hair?"

Fan Yu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the concerned expression on her face, and curled his lips with an evil look.

"Xiao Liuliu is still a child, don't argue with her."

Qiao Yuanfei: "..."

How could she forget that Fan Yu had always been taking care of Xiao Liuliu.

It is normal for Fan Yu, who dotes on his daughter so much, to learn to tie his hair for Xiao Liuliu.

When he said this, she suddenly felt something strange, as if she was jealous of Xiao Liuliu.

"I didn't mean that, I just..."

Fan Yu: "It doesn't matter. No need to explain. I know that you are not jealous because you care about me. You just asked casually."

Qiao Yuanfei: "..."

She finally heard that he was deliberately teasing her.

Qiao Yuanfei's cheeks were still red.

Seeing that he didn't mention the reporter again, she guessed that the reporter had left, so she reached out to push open the car door.

"I'll take you in."

Fan Yu opened the car door simultaneously and stepped out of the car with long legs.

Quickly, he walked around to the passenger seat and opened the door for her.

The gentleman stretched out a hand and led her out of the car.

Qiao Yuanfei arranged her clothes that were wrinkled from sleep and glanced at the Qiao family villa where the lights were still on.

"I can just go in there myself."

"It's too late. If you go in like this, if your uncle asks, you have to explain. It's too troublesome."