The phone was quickly disconnected.

In less than three seconds, her phone rang again.

Just when Qiao Yuanfei was about to turn off the phone, he found that the caller ID flashing on the screen was Fan Yu.

She hesitated for a few seconds before picking up the phone.

"Where are you? I have a meeting for a while, it's a bit long, and no one takes Xiao Liuliu ......" Fan Yu's indifferent voice came from the other end of the phone, and he only said half of it, and he seemed to sense that her mood was wrong, and the conversation changed.

"Have you ever cried?"

"......" Qiao Yuanfei's heart moved slightly.

I didn't expect her to say a word, just snorted, and Fan Yu heard it.

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

"Where are you now?" Fan Yu's volume did not change, but his tone became tougher.

"At home." Qiao Yuanfei replied in a low voice, and was about to say that she was fine, but Fan Yu had already hung up the phone.

Her eyes were downcast, staring at the picture in her hand.

After thinking about it, he edited a text message to Fan Yu.

Tell him that he is fine, and go to the company to help him take Xiao Liuliu in a while.

Seeing that the message was successfully sent, she put her phone back in her pocket, turned around and began to pack.

She started beating Qiao Yuanxi today, no matter how Qiao Yuanxi's injury was, Xie Yun would not let her go.

Staying in Qiao's house will only give people the opportunity to continue to humiliate her.

Qiao Yuanfei didn't bring anything, only took a few clothes and some important documents, and finally took the broken family photo in her hand, pulled the suitcase and walked out.

When she passed by the living room, the servants in the villa looked at her.

No one dared to speak.

There are those who sympathize with her, those who watch the show, and those who feel that she is to blame......

Qiao Yuanfei's gaze swept over everyone's faces, hiding all her emotions in her eyes.

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

Just as she was about to stop the car on the side of the road, a luxury sports car stopped in front of her.

Qiao Yuanfei paused and raised her head.

In the sunlight, the glass of the window lowered, revealing the warm and handsome face of Fan Yu in the driver's seat.

He grabbed the steering wheel with one hand, with black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and he couldn't see his gentle eyes, which made the breath around him inexplicably a little colder than usual.

Qiao Yuanfei didn't expect him to come to Qiao's house, and he came so quickly.

Stunned on the side of the street, just carrying the hand of the suitcase trolley, silently tightened.

Fan Yu reached out and took off her sunglasses, and the next second, he looked at the box at her feet, and the expression of nervousness on her face......

Like a poor little who has been kicked out of the house.

His chest thunched slightly.

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

Didn't ask anything, just took the suitcase from her, put it in the car, and then opened the door for her and let her in.

The car quickly left Qiao's villa.

Except for when she first got in the car, Qiao Yuanfei opened her mouth to report the address of a hotel, and the rest of the time, she lowered her head and didn't say a word.

When the car stopped, she realized 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 with some astonishment, but Fan Yu's eyes looked at the photo in her hand.

Met her gaze and opened her lips faintly.

"Give me the photo, I know a master who restores old photos, and can help you restore the photos to the same as the original."

“……”

The tip of Qiao Yuanfei's nose was sour, and the emotions that had just eased seemed to come to her heart in an instant.