Xiao Zi has been gone for a long time, and there is still a breath that belongs to her in the living room.

In the courtyard, Fang Ya gathered her shawl and walked back silently.

A red sweater lined her skin fair, gentle as water, like a spring breeze in March.

Fang Ya's beauty is completely different from Xiao Zi's.

Fang Cheng grabbed her by the shoulders and hugged her towards the living room.

"I didn't expect that Xiao Zi, this woman, is Qiao Chengfan's biological mother, and after looking for so long, it can be regarded as finding." Fang Ya said lightly, "This woman is really cold by nature and has no feelings. ”

With that, she smiled.

Today's self is not also cold by nature.

"I'm surprised that Joss likes this kind of woman." Fang Ya said with a smile.

Fang Ya was talking to Fang Cheng, Fang Cheng frowned and didn't speak.

His large, gentle hands wrapped around her shoulders.

When he got to the living room, he took her in his arms.

He reached out and peeled an orange for her and fed her petal by petal.

Fang Ya lazily leaned on Fang Cheng's arms, eating oranges, and squinted at him.

Fang Cheng was younger than her, but he looked really mature, with an angular face that was handsome and young.

"Yaya, take the key to the safe, we'll go pick up something tomorrow." Fangcheng Road.

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow, I don't want to stay in the capital anymore, it's too cold here, I'm not used to it."

"I can't bear to let you stay here." Fang Cheng said distressedly.

"Ah Cheng, Qiao Zhai and Qiao Sinian's group, what should we do?" Fang Ya asked curiously.

"This house is left to Steward Tang, she has been thinking about you all these years. As for Qiao's Group, wouldn't it be better if it was burned. ”

The corners of Fang Cheng's lips curled coldly, and there was no temperature in his eyes.

His tone was joking, and he seemed serious.

"Arson, that's not going to work." Fang Ya smiled, "Wouldn't it be better to find an opportunity to put contraband in Qiao's goods another day." In this way, even if Josnian is not dead, he will have to bear the infamy, and I am afraid that he will have to go to prison for a few years. Qiao's will naturally be seized by the police. ”

Fang Cheng smiled and pinched her cheek dotingly.

Fang Ya ate oranges and leaned leisurely in Fang Cheng's arms.

"Ah Cheng, do you say that Xiao Zi, this woman, will turn the sky upside down in the future?"

"Not sure? If you don't feel at ease, leave it to me, the dead are the most reassuring, aren't they? ”

Fang Ya smiled, Fang Cheng had been by her side for many years, and he was the one who understood her best.

Although Xiao Zi's woman doesn't seem to be emotional, she loves money.

Once a woman survives for money, it is terrible.

Even if the money she gave Xiao Zi was enough for her three lifetimes, if one day she was not satisfied......

In these years, we have to be cautious and cautious in doing things, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

"Ah Cheng, give!" Fang Ya also peeled an orange for him.

Fang Cheng ate it and kissed her on the forehead.

He and she have nothing to shy away from.

There was no blood relationship in the first place, and when they arrived in London, they could be together forever.

Even though Fang Ya still has the shadow of more than twenty years ago in his heart now, he believes that time and happiness will heal.

He will give her enough tenderness to give her only one person.

At this moment, Fang Cheng's eyebrows and eyes were delicate and warm.

He reached out and stroked her soft hair, the firmness in his heart hardened, and his heart slid like a murmuring water.

"Yaya, I love you so much."

He laughed and confessed to her again.

Loved, loved.