Chapter 1968 This is...her Son? (Four-Teen)

Fan Yu took her hand and pulled her inside.

Qiao Yuanfei didn't come back to her senses for a moment and followed his steps in a daze.

When he was almost at the door, looking at his tall figure in front of him, he suddenly realized that if they went in together like this, wouldn't it be easier for others to misunderstand him?

I'm afraid she will have to explain more things by then...

"Fan Yu..."

Just as Qiao Yuanfei was about to speak, he reached out and rang the doorbell.

Qiao's housekeeper quickly came out and opened the door.

The first time he saw Fan Yu, he was immediately stunned.

"Fan, Young Master Fan..."

"Miss..."

One second the housekeeper could barely speak normally, but the next second he saw Fan Yu holding Qiao Yuanfei's hand and froze on the spot.

Can't say even half a word.

He opened his mouth several times, but finally closed it.

Xie Yun's voice came from the living room.

"Butler, who is it? Why did you open the door for so long? Is Yuan Chuan back?"

Before the housekeeper could respond, Xie Yun put on a coat and walked out.

When he saw Fan Yu standing at the door, the expression on his face was similar to that of the butler.

They all stared blankly and were speechless.

"It's a little cold outside, let's go in."

Fan Yu ignored the two people in front of him and led Qiao Yuanfei inside.

Walk all the way to the living room.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Qiao Yuanfei.

"Where is your room?"

"... Just send it here. I can go up by myself." Qiao Yuanfei struggled to find her voice.

In fact, her current state was similar to that of the frightened Xie Yun.

Fan Yu followed her back to Qiao's villa and even went to her room. It felt like... they were in love.

But their relationship is obviously a pure and ordinary relationship that cannot be more pure.

"I'm already here, why don't you invite me to sit in your room?" Fan Yu let go of her hand, put his hands leisurely into his trouser pockets, and looked at her with a smile.

The tone was relaxed, like a joke between friends.

He said so, how could Qiao Yuanfei refuse.

Head down and walk upstairs.

Walk all the way to the door of your room.

Like a girl bringing her boyfriend home for the first time, she shyly pointed to the door in front of her.

"This is my room."

"Um."

Fan Yu stepped forward, opened the door for her like a gentleman, and motioned for her to go in first.

Qiao Yuanfei went in.

Fan Yu followed closely behind.

Xie Yun and the housekeeper followed him upstairs with shocked expressions. In the end, they were shut out by Fan Yu without saying a word.

The two looked at each other.

Xie Yun: "Did I make a mistake just now? Isn't the scandal between Qiao Yuanfei and Young Master Fan a hype? How could Young Master Fan send her back in person?!"

"..."

The housekeeper saw with his own eyes the doting smile in Fan Yu's eyes when he looked at Qiao Yuanfei, and he was still in shock...

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in the room.

Fan Yu stood behind the door, looking at the room in front of him calmly.

Although it is not very big, it can be seen that the people who arranged it were very careful.

The whole room looks simple yet warm.

The table lamp placed on the bedside has a circle of lace.

Revealing a bit of girlish flavor.

At this moment, Qiao Yuanfei was standing beside the bed, looking at Fan Yu nervously.

He looked nervous, as if he wanted to sit down but didn't dare to.

The look in his eyes was like a lost elk...

"Don't you want me to sit down?"

Fan Yu walked forward and asked proactively.

"Sit down."

Qiao Yuanfei mechanically raised her hand and pointed at the small sofa in front of him.

Qiao Yuanfei's room was not as big as his bedroom. Apart from some necessary furniture, there was only a single sofa in the room.