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Chapter 872 Did You Do It On Purpose

Ye Jiaqi cried until his eyes were red and his eyelids were swollen.

The emotions in my heart were still uncontrollable, they broke out little by little, and all turned into tears, which slowly flowed down.

When Josnian rushed back, Ye Jiaqi was still crying.

It's just that she was crying out of strength, sitting on the edge of the bed, her gaze fell in front of her.

In his hand, was the little tiger holding Qiao Chengfan.

Standing at the door, Josnian knew what Ye Jiaqi looked like.

There was a restless expression on his stern face, and his eyes were full of waves.

His tall figure stood at the door, still shrouded in a cold bleakness and chill.

As soon as Steward Sun saw Josnian, he ran over immediately: "Master Qiao, you are finally back, Ms. Ye... I, I told her that the young master has gone to London... Miss Ye is very sad. I'm sorry..."

"None of your business, you go down first." Josnian said solemnly.

"Yes." Butler Sun hurried out.

Josnian closed the bedroom door and walked towards Ye Jiaqi.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't cry anymore, his eyes were red and bloodshot.

His shoulders were still twitching, and he choked up softly.

She looked blankly as if she hadn't seen Josnian coming in.

The big and lively eyes on weekdays are like a puddle of stagnant water at this moment.

"Qiqi." Josnian called her name, "Don't cry."

He stretched out his thumb and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I sent Chengfan back to London. If you want to see him, I will take you to London in the future. But you may not see him in a short time." Josnian explained to her calmly.

Ye Jiaqi raised his eyes and finally heard his voice.

She looked at him coldly, her eyes were sharp and cold.

"Josnian, when did you send him away? Why did you send him away?" she asked.

"I just left this morning. As for why, I have my reasons." Josnian said flatly, not wanting to explain too much.

"Did you do it on purpose... Send Xiao Fanfan away while I have a high fever, so that I won't see him when I wake up..." Ye Jiaqi looked at Josnian coldly, the cold light in his eyes radiating hostility .

Josnian looked down at her sitting on the bed, silent.

"Why don't you answer me, are you guilty? Do you know that I want to see him, I want to know if his wound is healed, is he very scared, and I promised him to go to the kindergarten next week to participate in activities with him , I promised him, how could you send him away..."

Ye Jiaqi's voice was hoarse, and when he got agitated, the tears he put away poured out like a flood.

Josnian didn't want to see her cry. When she cried, he was at a loss and upset.

He knelt down, took out a tissue, and wiped her tears: "Don't cry."

"How could you send him away..." Ye Jiaqi hugged the little tiger and cried bitterly.

This way, she might never see the little guy again for the rest of her life.

Even if he saw her, how could he recognize her again, how could he still be so close.

"His wound has healed. There is nothing wrong. He will be protected in London," Josnian said.

Ye Jiaqi patted his hand off, raised his watery eyes, and looked at him coldly: "What about you? Are you going?"

"Don't go."

"Oh." Ye Jiaqi sneered and sobbed, "He's only three years old. Are you really at ease when you leave a three-year-old child alone in London? Is he still your biological son? He's still so young, he doesn't care about anything. don't know."

(End of this chapter)