Josnian turned his back to her, and she couldn't make out the expression on his face.

It's just that she can feel the coldness emanating from Josnian's body.

It's cold, colder than this autumn night.

Fang Ya propped one hand on the handrail of the stairs and said slowly: "I'll leave tomorrow, take care of yourself." I don't know when the next time we meet. ”

Her face was pale, and she pressed one hand to her heart.

"If you really like sailing, you can recognize him as your godson." Josnian said lightly.

He didn't turn his head, his gaze fell on the wall in front of him.

Fang Ya covered her heart, and a mocking smile tugged at the corner of her lips......

Godson.

Hehe, godson.

"Si Nian, I do like sailing, he also likes me, and tonight, he held my hand and shouted 'Mommy'. He was too young, really pitiful, and was abandoned by his biological parents as soon as he was born. ”

Fang Ya's voice was a little choked, and two tears fell from her eyes.

"You don't have to take children's words seriously."

Fang Ya looked up and looked at Jos's cold back and straight back line.

This man who holds the power in the capital is far more indifferent than she imagined.

"Nasi Nian, you go to bed early, and I'll be back to London early tomorrow morning."

Fang Ya's eyes were filled with endless disappointment.

"I'll send you tomorrow."

"Thank you."

With that, Joss strode downstairs until he reached the door of his bedroom.

Fang Ya watched his figure disappear in front of him, his body went limp, and he almost fell down.

She was already petite and weak, and at this moment, she is even more helpless and confused.

She stood up the stairs for a long time before she dragged herself out of the living room.

She went to talk to Steward Tang.

"Steward Tang, have you slept?"

Hearing Fang Ya's voice, Steward Tang, who was just about to turn off the lights, got out of bed.

"Miss." Steward Tang was respectful.

Fang Ya smiled slightly, her lips a little pale.

"Miss, come in quickly, it's cold outside. Why do you wear something like that? You're weak, so you should wear more. Steward Tang said worriedly.

"I'm fine, I've earned every extra day I live now." Fang Ya shook her head bitterly.

Steward Tang closed the door and shut the cold air outside.

"Miss, don't say such things, you can get better, Chengfan is still waiting for you to take care of it." Steward Tang said with a smile.

Fang Ya didn't argue, I'm afraid that in Steward Tang's heart, Chengfan is her own son.

"Miss, why haven't you slept yet? You shouldn't stay up late. ”

"Steward Tang, I just want to talk to you. I haven't seen you for many years, and I think about you every day abroad. Fang Ya sat beside Steward Tang, "Now that I see you, you are still as kind as before, and you treat me very well." ”

Steward Tang stroked her hair: "Silly boy, I'm not good to you, but to anyone." You are of pure nature, and my wife and I like you. ”

As he spoke, Steward Tang sighed again.

Just Madame...... He has been dead for many years.

Fang Ya shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"Silly boy, is Qiao Ye bullying you?"

"No, Si Nian didn't bully me." Fang Ya hurriedly denied it.

"Don't lie to me, your face will turn red as soon as you lie, you can't fool me." Steward Tang sighed again, "Silly boy, it's so stupid." Qiao Ye must have you in his heart, but he is not very good at expressing himself, don't take it to heart. ”

Fang Ya shook her head.

"If you're in good health, you often go back to your home country. After all, you're in London, and it's not good that the two of you are always so far apart. ”