Chapter 1836: My Brahma Woman 36

The call quickly broke.

Within three seconds, her cell phone rang again.

Just when Qiao Yuanfei was preparing to shut down, she found that the flashing caller ID on the screen was Fan Yu.

She hesitated for a few seconds and answered the phone.

"Where are you? I have a meeting for a long time, no one took Xiaoliu ..." Fan Yu's indifferent voice came from the phone, only half said, it seemed to be aware of her emotions What's wrong, the words turned around.

"Have you cried?"

"..." Qiao Yuanfei moved slightly.

I didn't expect that she didn't say a word, just sucked her nose and Fan Yu heard it.

For a while, I was speechless and didn't know how to answer.

"Where are you now?" Fan Yu's volume didn't change, but his tone became strong.

"Home." Qiao Yuanfei whispered back, preparing to say that she was all right, Fan Yu had hung up the phone.

She lowered her eyes and stared at the photo in her hand.

After thinking about it, I edited a text message for Fan Yu.

Tell him he's okay, and go to the company to help him take Primary Six or Six.

Seeing that the message was sent successfully, she put her phone back in her pocket and turned to start packing.

She hit Qiao Yuanxi with her hands today. Xie Yun would not let her go regardless of Qiao Yuanxi's injury.

Staying at Qiao's house will only give people the chance to continue to humiliate her.

Qiao Yuanfei didn't bring anything. He only took a few clothes and some important documents. Finally, he took the broken family portrait in his hand and pulled out the suitcase.

The maids in the villa looked at her as she passed by the living room.

No one dared to speak.

Some are sympathetic to her, some are entertaining, and some feel that she blame herself ...

Qiao Yuanfei's gaze swept across everyone's face, hiding all emotions in his eyes.

He squeezed the photo in his hand and walked out of Qiao's house.

Just before stopping at the road, a luxurious sports car stopped in front of her.

Qiao Yuanfei stepped forward and looked up.

In the sun, the glass of the window fell down, exposing the gentle and beautiful face of Fan Yu in the driver's seat.

He grasped the steering wheel with one hand, wearing black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and couldn't see his gentle eyes, which made his whole body breathe a little bit more than usual.

Qiao Yuanfei did not expect that he would come to Qiao's house, and he came so fast.

Dumbfounded on the side of the street, just clutching the hand of the trunk, tightened silently.

Fan Yu reached out and took off her sunglasses. The next second, she looked at the box next to her feet, and the expression on her face was awkward ...

Like a little poor who was kicked out of the house.

His chest suffocated slightly.

Pushed the car door and got out of the car, walking up to her.

Nothing was asked, just took the suitcase from her, put it in the car, then opened the door for her and let her go up.

The car quickly left Qiao's villa.

Except when she got on the bus, Qiao Yuanfei said the address of a hotel. For the rest of the time, she bowed her head and said nothing.

When the car stopped, she discovered that the place where Fan Yu sent her was not the hotel she wanted to go to, but his villa.

Qiao Yuanfei looked at him a little bit wrongly, but Fan Yu's gaze looked at the photo in her hand.

Facing her eyes, she opened her lips slightly.

"Give me the photo. I know a master who repairs old photos and can help you make the photos the same as before."

"..."

Qiao Yuanfei's nose was sore, and the mood that had just soothed seemed to come back to her heart in an instant.

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