An Ya was a little curious. It was rare for Qiao Lingyu to come back at this time, let alone take a bath here. She went over to him and was about to call him when she saw that his clothes had been changed and placed on the chair. She went over and found that he smelled of sweat.

At this moment, a servant took the clothes and said to her, "Mister, I don't know why, but you always come back at this time to take a bath every day. You must have been doing some exercise."

"Exercise?" She was especially curious, since Qiao Lingyu was already very busy, where would he have the time to do some exercise?

Just then, Qiao Lingyu came out, she immediately went over and greeted him: "Did you do some exercise? As soon as I get back, I'm going to take a shower and eat dinner together with you? "

"I don't have time." He answered directly and wiped his hair with a towel.

"Are you going back to the company now? It's time to get off work. " She looked at him, puzzled. "Where did you go? Why come back and take a bath now? "

"This is my problem, you don't have to worry about it, you just have to do your best in Mrs. Joe." He tossed the towel to his hair, took his coat, and went out.

She chased after him and asked, "Are you coming back tonight?"

He paused and then said, "Not necessarily."

Watching him leave, the doubts in her heart grew. She had went to look for Lei Nuo several times, but in the end, she still could not find him. She already did not know who she should rely on, and seeing Qiao Lingyu's actions made her feel even more helpless.

The next day, An Ya would drive the car and wait at the entrance of Joe's in the afternoon. She wanted to see where Qiao Lingyu was going to go. According to the servant, he would return home at the same time every day to take a bath before returning to the company. Furthermore, his body was covered in sweat, and it was obvious that he was really doing some exercise. Why not let her know about the general exercise?

Furthermore, her intuition told her that this matter was related to Su Ranqing. As long as she thought of Su Ranqing, her heart would be filled with unwillingness.

She waited until about 4 PM when Qiao Lingyu's car drove out and she immediately followed. Today, instead of driving her own car, she borrowed a car from someone else because she was afraid of being found out.

She followed Qiao Lingyu all the way to the soccer field. Not long after he got off the car, she followed him. He entered the field, and at first he was alone, and soon after came another child and a woman. She walked slowly forward, wanting to see who it was, but not daring to get too close.

The woman was very familiar with him. For a moment, she did not know who she was, but she could tell that she was similar to Su Ranqing. But when she saw Pei Jiayuan, she was stunned. Why does this child look exactly like Qiao Lingyu? She felt that it was somewhat inconceivable. Why was there someone that she knew so much? Could it be that Qiao Lingyu was born with a child with another woman?

She took a closer look. Other than the fact that this child looked like Qiao Lingyu, there were actually other parts of him that were similar to Su Ranqing. She was sure that this was Su Ranqing's and Qiao Lingyu's child. She calculated that it was the child that Su Ranqing had lost before he left the country. She couldn't believe it. She had clearly seen her child being beaten up, but why was she still here?

She clenched her fists and gnashed her teeth. None of this is possible, so why is this child here?

Qiao Lingyu began to play football with Pei Jiayuan. He was especially happy when he was playing and his smile was especially sincere. She had never seen him smile like that before. He used to smile so calmly, not like he did now. The child had brought him a joy he had never known, and her child?

No, everything belonged to her and her son Qiao Weiyi. This bastard should not have been able to obtain anything.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Why would Su Ranqing's child get such a spoilt love from him?

A burst of laughter came from afar, making her even more annoyed.

She was no longer thinking about what Qiao Lingyu would investigate her about, what she wanted the most now was to get rid of the child in front of her. If not for this child, then everything would be hers and Qiao Weiyi's. Qiao Lingyu actually already had no love for him, so she did not want to be merciful anymore. If there was no love, then the money should be hers.

She turned and walked out of the football field, her eyes filled with hatred and anger.

Su Ranqing had finished her work early today. She knew that Pei Jiayuan liked to play football during this period, and seemed to be in a good mood, so she went to accompany him. Just as she was about to get off the car, she saw An Ya rushing out. She was especially surprised.

She suspected that An Ya had already discovered Pei Jiayuan's existence. But how did she know? Could it be what Qiao Lingyu said?

She felt even more angry at the thought. She had said it so beautifully, but what happened in the end?

In his heart, there was still only An Ya, she knew.

She walked in, but discovered that Qiao Lingyu and Pei Jiayuan was playing football, playing exceptionally happily. When he was resting, Qiao Lingyu would wipe away his sweat and accompany his son like a real father.

But he had been absent for five years. Was it fun to make up for it now? She felt slightly unhappy in her heart.

She picked up the phone and called Pei Feng.

She turned to Pei Feng and said: "Aunt Pei, are you at the football field? I'm coming right now. "

"Yes, alright then."

After hanging up, he saw Pei Feng rush to the football field to tell Qiao Lingyu. Then, he spoke a few words with Pei Jiayuan before leaving with his things.

After Qiao Lingyu left, she slowly walked over, but when he walked over, his smile was gone, he raised his head and looked at her, as though he was dissatisfied with her.

She was stunned for a moment. A strong sense of jealousy welled up within her, and she felt as if her son had been snatched away.

She reached out to hold Pei Jiayuan's hand and said: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing? It's just that no one is playing with me today, it's too boring to play by myself. " He answered very directly before turning his head in the direction Qiao Lingyu had left.

She said nothing, then comforted him: "Will mother come and play with you early tomorrow?"

He tried to shake his head, but in the end he nodded.

She could see that he didn't want to, but even so, she didn't say anything.

Behind her, Pei Feng sighed. She already did not know how to treat them, and she could tell that Su Ranqing already knew everything.