Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 861 Don't Call His Dad Again
Qiao Chengfan was out of breath from crying, twitching intermittently, and his shoulders trembled.

He had never cried like this before, and he never thought that one day, Old Qiao would really not want him.

"Chengfan, stop crying, Dad didn't want you."

"I hate him, I hate him, I have hated him for a long time..." The little guy lay on Xiao Zi's shoulder, with his head drooping, listlessly.

There is a hazy layer of water mist in the big eyes, and the water splashes are blurred, making it impossible to see clearly.

Compared with the bouncing Qiao Chengfan in the morning, the little guy at this moment was listless and motionless.

"I will hate him." The little guy cried angrily.

Xiao Zi's heart is not happy.

That's right, the little guy will hate Master Qiao, right? Even if he grows up and understands everything, he will reject Master Qiao in his heart, right?

But if he is not sent there, who will protect him for the rest of his life?

Xiao Zi knew that the person who sent Qiao Chengfan away was still Master Qiao the most.

Even this morning, Master Qiao went out and only asked her and the driver to take Qiao Chengfan to the airport.

The most heartbreaking thing is parting.

She didn't quite understand this feeling. She was an orphan who was abandoned in an orphanage since she was a child, without family affection.

But when she saw Qiao Chengfan crying so hard, she vaguely understood that this kind of attachment was a continuous reluctance and connection by blood.

"I'll hate him, I'll hate him..." Qiao Chengfan couldn't help crying, and his voice dropped.

His low sobbing sound echoed in the narrow space, sobbing and sobbing, which made people feel pity.

Xiao Zi touched his little furry head distressedly.

"Father is doing it for your own good, you will understand when you grow up." Xiao Zi whispered.

"Who did he sell me to..." The little guy muttered unhappily, lying on Xiao Zi's shoulder.

Xiao Zi was taken aback, and rubbed his little head.

Her beautiful eyes were also covered with a layer of mist, hazy like hoarfrost.

Qiao Chengfan cried so heartbroken that he cried all the way, but he didn't have the energy to cry again.

"Old Qiao, the baby hates you." Qiao Chengfan hummed sadly, "The baby doesn't want you anymore, I don't want to see you anymore, and I won't call you 'Daddy' again, never again."

How can a father sell a baby, not at all.

He loves old Joe so much, but old Joe doesn't love him.

I will never call him dad again...

How can you sell him, how can you not have him...

Qiao Chengfan lay limply on Xiao Zi's shoulder, could not cry anymore, lay motionless, and lay there listlessly.

Like a listless kitten.

He blinked uncomfortably, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the teardrops on them moved slightly and fell down.

He is not afraid of being taken away by bad guys.

But now that Old Joe didn't want him, he was really sad.

"Don't do that." Xiao Zi patted his head, "Father is doing it for your own good."

Qiao Chengfan remained silent, sniffed and choked up.

His small world suddenly collapsed, his favorite old Qiao didn't want him anymore, it felt like Qiqi didn't want him back then.

He didn't know where he was wrong, why everyone didn't like him.

Qiao Chengfan lay on his stomach like this, holding Xiao Zi's clothes with his little paws, and looked out the window with big dull eyes.

Rows of trees outside quickly receded, dazzling.

The car drove steadily towards the airport.

The sun shines directly on the glass, the light and shadow are intertwined, and the colors are mottled.

(End of this chapter)