After eating, Qin Xiaoxian quickly packed up his things, pulled An Jingchen out of the house, and sent An Jingchen home halfway, and he hurried to work.

Pickup truck was at home yesterday, An Jingchen knew that the pickup truck would definitely not let herself go hungry, but it must be in a bad mood to stay alone, after getting out of the car, An Jingchen immediately ran to a nearby supermarket to buy meat and vegetables, and planned to go home to make a good apology.

An Jingchen didn't expect to meet Fang Yihe by throwing garbage, she saw him leaning on the car not far away, smiling at her, she subconsciously took a step back.

He moved forward, she retreated, then turned around and ran, Fang Yihe didn't chase her, just slowly stopped.

"You run again"

Fang Yihe shouted loudly, and An Jingchen subconsciously paused.

“…… I'll never see your mother again. ”

An Jingchen stopped completely, turned her back to Fang Yihe, clenched her fists, trembled slightly, closed her eyes and suppressed the threatened anger in her heart.

She wanted to find her mother, Fang Yihe always knew that after returning to An's house, the family did not allow her to mention her mother, so Fang Yihe used his network to help her find her mother's news, but most of them were empty joy, and later, Fang Yihe always used this to threaten her, and she knew that it might be fake, but she would stop every time.

Because, I'd rather miss it than let it go, but I've been entangled for many years.

Fang Yihe smiled triumphantly, and walked towards An Jingchen with his hands in his pockets.

"Silly girl, it's cold, don't you know how to wear more when you come out?"

The helpless and doting tone, he spoke smoothly, has not changed over the years.

Fang Yihe said and took off his coat to wrap An Jingchen tightly, gently lifted her hair covering her neck, and when she saw the long ruthlessness, her eyes instantly sank, and she immediately put it away, bent down slightly, and looked at An Jingchen's expressionless face.

"Go home?"

An Jingchen tightened her teeth, pursed her lips, nodded slightly, and in the next second, Fang Yihe happily took her hand and walked into the car.

A layer of sweat appeared in the palms of his hands, and being held by Fang Yi and Wei Liang's hands, An Jingchen shivered unconsciously.

"The temperature is high."

As soon as he got in the car, Fang Yihe immediately instructed the driver, and the driver turned the temperature up a bit.

Fang Yihe wrapped An Jingchen's clothes a little tighter and hugged her.

"Better, aren't you?"

An Jingchen nodded slightly, Fang Yihe was very satisfied with An Jingchen's docile appearance, like when he was a child, his children followed him obediently, not noisy or noisy, would weave a dog's tail garland for him, and then smiled sweetly, and would come to him as soon as he encountered something.

At that time, what he heard the most was An Jingchen calling him uncle, but until now, he hasn't heard it for a long time.

His throat was a little itchy, he turned his head and coughed lightly, and his face became a little sickly pale.

An Jingchen looked away, her eyes trembled slightly, she sat stiffly, and her fingertips couldn't cover the cold, but her body was sweaty, a little hot, and she frowned slightly.

"Hot."

Fang Yihe raised his hand, and the driver in front lowered the temperature to ordinary and took off his coat.

"And now?"

"Much better."

After eight years, An Jingchen returned here again, here is the Fang family's birthday gift to Fang Yihe, in front of which is the An family villa, when Fang Yihe does not return to the Fang family, he will either live here or live in Anjia.

After getting out of the car, An Jingchen glanced towards the second floor, and there was struggle and pain in her gentle eyes.