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An Ya couldn't understand the emotions on his face, but her heart was a little weak. That pair of piercing eyes seemed to have already scanned her from head to toe.

She drooped her eyes, and was a little afraid to look Qiao Lingyu in the eye. When she raised her head again, her eyes were already hazy with tears: "I went back for a trip, Ling Yu, I missed my father so much … "If only my dad was still alive, if only I could see us together …"

Seeing that An Ya admitted it so generously, Qiao Lingyu frowned even more, but he only extended his hand to wipe away An Ya's tears, while gently hugging her and saying: "It's my fault, don't worry, Master will see us together in the sky."

An Ya buried her head in Qiao Lingyu's chest and responded softly.

"Hmm …"

An Ya thought that Qiao Lingyu had already let go of his suspicions and silently heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. What he didn't know was that Qiao Lingyu's eyes were currently filled with disgust.

He suddenly thought of Su Ranqing's body. The feeling he had when holding her was completely different from the feeling he had when he was holding An Ya.

When he thought of Su Ranqing, Qiao Lingyu's brows furrowed even more.

An Ya was more clear than him on what she did overseas. If it wasn't for the fact that it wasn't time for him to expose her, he would have already chased this woman, who lied continuously, out of his sight.

"Didn't you want to see Dou Dou? Let me send you back."

Qiao Lingyu's expression was cold and indifferent, and even though he spoke half-coaxing, fury was churning inside his heart as he took An Ya's hand off his arm.

When Dou Dou was mentioned, An Ya's face immediately changed, "Alright, we haven't seen each other for so many days, I miss you so much!"

Qiao Lingyu's car was already right in front of him. He put his luggage on the car and suddenly thought of something and raised his wrist to look at his watch: "I still have some matters to take care of. Go back yourself, if you want to see Dou Dou, let the driver take you."

An Ya reluctantly got into the car to meet up with her. Looking through the window and seeing Qiao Lingyu enter the other car without looking back, he had a strange feeling in his heart. It was as if when she went out of the country and came back, Qiao Lingyu's attitude towards her had changed.

"To the The Qiao Family Mansion." An Ya said coldly to the driver.

The car continuously moved, An Ya pursed her lips. No matter what happened, she would never let anyone disturb her current life.

Arriving at the Qiao's Mother's residence, just as An Ya entered the door, she met the Qiao's Mother who was about to go out.

"Mom, where are you going?" Qiao's Mother's face carried a hint of excitement and joy, as if he was extraordinarily anticipating this trip. An Ya couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"Go see a new designer. She was recommended to me by my friend. I want her to design a few new sets of clothes. I've seen this designer's work and she seems to be pretty good. She also says that she can design a few sets of clothes for me." The eagerness on her face was obviously easy to see. When she thought that she could once again see the design that would satisfy her, her heart jumped with joy.

Designer?

Don't blame An Ya for being sensitive, she was extremely clear on how much Qiao's Mother liked clothes.

Back then, he had used this point to curry favor with the Qiao's Mother, and had spent a lot of energy to get her favor. Only then did he successfully snatch Qiao Lingyu over, he did not expect that there would actually be someone who copied him to get close to her.

"What kind of designer?"

An Ya could not help but ask. She hoped that she had overthought things, but for some reason, a strong uneasiness lingered in her heart.

"He's from abroad, I've never seen him before too. I'll introduce him to you after I've seen him. Maybe you know him too!" was playing a little crazily and now that he has gone to sleep, I was originally worried that he would wake up and see if I would cry, so you should accompany him.

"Alright Mom, I understand." Despite the unease in his heart, An Ya still remembered a few words.

"Then I'll go out first." With that, Qiao's Mother rushed out without even turning his head back.

An Ya's face flashed a look of disappointment, looking at the back view of Qiao's Mother, he felt a sense of panic.

The clothing designer that Qiao's Mother spoke of made An Ya feel a sense of danger, she clenched her fists tightly, and stared at the direction Qiao's Mother left in for more than ten minutes, her thoughts becoming more and more tense, and the emotions in her heart becoming more and more unstable.

She had to figure out what the designer was up to! He had to kill off all possible dangers ahead of time.

No one could snatch Qiao Lingyu away from their hands!

An Ya stood there for a while before she entered the Qiao Family's Advice Room.

On the bed, a little over a year old child was lying down. His little fists were clenched tightly, and he looked as if he was sleeping soundly.

An Ya's expression softened. She couldn't help but lean over and gently kiss the child's forehead; this was her and Qiao Lingyu's child. Every time he saw her, he would feel as if his heart had melted.

Even after being together for almost two years, she still felt like she was in a dream.

If only he could continue to be like this.

An Ya couldn't help but think.

On the other side, Qiao's Mother went out excitedly. He was really looking forward to the designer that he had never seen before.

Hearing that the designer was someone that even Han Zhanyan had set his eyes on, thinking that the designer was willing to design his clothes, Qiao's Mother couldn't help but feel a bit excited.

With a wave of anticipation, Qiao's Mother was constantly jumping about. When he got down from the carriage and saw the low key, extremely rich in meaning, studio, his eyes flashed with a trace of amazement.

Even the entrance of studio was extremely interested in her, so he became even more interested.

After being led to the door of a room, the Qiao's Mother asked: "Are you designers inside?"

The leading young miss said with a smile: "Yes Mrs. Joe, our designer is waiting for you."

Then, he gestured for Qiao's Mother to open the door.

Qiao's Mother opened the door gracefully and casually, and saw that there were all sorts of clothes in the room. She looked around in surprise, looking for the designer that was mentioned, and very quickly, she saw a slim figure.

"Hello, I made an appointment with you to design clothes. "Ahhh!"

When that figure heard Qiao's Mother's voice, she slowly turned her head, and before Qiao's Mother could finish speaking, she saw his face and couldn't help but cry out.

The designer was none other than Su Ranqing.

As if he did not know that Qiao's Mother would appear here, Su Ranqing opened his mouth in shock: "Mom, why are you here?"

Qiao's Mother was stunned at first, then sarcastically asked: "Who's your mother? I can't stand you calling me mom. I'm afraid I'm going to lose my life. "