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Fang Kexin thought for a moment, then shook his head and said to An Ya: "Money is no longer important to me, what I want is Qiao Lingyu."

An Ya was a little surprised. He didn't think that her appetite would be so big, but it didn't matter either way. Qiao Lingyu no longer loved her, and even if he stayed by her side, it would be useless.

"Yes, but you have to listen to me."

Fang Kexin nodded, and then asked her: "Then what do you plan to do now?"

"I haven't thought of it yet. I'll contact you when the time comes." With that, she got out of the car and left.

Fang Kexin was very clear in her heart that she could not completely believe this woman, but if she wanted her to live a good life, she had no choice but to do this. She looked down at the tens of thousands of yuan in her hands as if she hadn't seen so much money in a long time.

She sneered. She wanted more.

After An Ya returned home, she noticed that Qiao Lingyu seemed to have made some moves. He would return everyday to coax Qiao Weiyi. She was very clear that he had already suspected that he shouldn't be so good to Qiao Weiyi.

When Qiao Lingyu saw that she had returned, he stood up and said to her, "Oh yeah, mom said that she has some time right now, so she wants to bring the only one to the house."

"I also have a lot of time!" She said somewhat defensively to him, "Ling Yu, others say that their own children are the best, so I still want to keep the only one by my side."

"Mom is only taking you for a day and a half, so it doesn't matter." Qiao Lingyu said as he looked at An Ya with his calm eyes, "You don't think that my mother will do anything to the only one? Mom only brought it back a long time ago. "

Once Qiao Lingyu said this, she didn't dare to oppose his decision. However, she knew that if he brought Qiao Weiyi to the Old Hall, she would definitely take him to have his child appraised. She couldn't let him do that.

"How about this! I want to take her to the only place I can go these few days. In two days, I'll personally take her back to Mom's place, okay? "

He nodded his head but didn't say anything. He picked Qiao Weiyi up and carried him out instead.

When Qiao Lingyu went out, she immediately called him. When Fang Kexin arrived home, he was especially surprised to hear from her.

"Mrs. Joe, you wanted to get rid of me so quickly. It seems that I have a great use for you."

An Ya said to her: "Fang Kexin, I want you to help me with something now."

"What is it?"

"I'll send you the address. I'll tell you when we get there."

After hanging up, An Ya sent Pei Jiayuan the address of the kindergarten. Then, he directly left the Qiao Family and drove himself there. When they arrived, Fang Kexin was already there. She was a little confused, and directly got off the car and walked in front of her.

"What do you want me to do here? Could he be a kindergarten teacher? I can't do it. "

"To make you a teacher." Then she said, "Do you know who is reading in there?"

"Who?"

"Su Ranqing's and Qiao Lingyu's son is that child that was born from your womb." When An Ya thought of this child, he was not convinced. It was this child who had fought with her son for something that belonged to him.

Fang Kexin's pupils became tranquil. She also really wanted to see this child.

"Why did you send me to be a teacher at that child's place?" She added, "You're not going to let me kill him in there, are you?"

"You can't touch him." An Ya said very straightforwardly, "Even I have no way of getting close to him, he has several bodyguards protecting him in the dark. Furthermore, this is a school invested by the Pei family, it's already difficult for him to enter."

"Then what do you want me to do?" Fang Kexin felt that it was strange, he did not understand what An Ya was planning to do.

She sighed as she continued to speak to Fang Kexin: "I want you to go in and get Pei Jiayuan, it's Su Ranqing's son's hair. I need it."

"What's the use of his hair?" Fang Kexin asked her curiously, "Are you suspecting that it's not Qiao Lingyu's son?"

She didn't say anything. After a few seconds, she said, "This is my problem. Don't worry about it. Just do it."

"Sure, but I need money, and you have to arrange for me to go in." She had suffered so much, money was not to be spared.

An Ya rolled his eyes at her before continuing, "When you get it, I'll naturally give you what you want."

She nodded and did not continue asking. After all, she had the money to take it, and if she could get Qiao Lingyu then, she would definitely take it. However, she really wanted to see what Su Ranqing's son looked like.

After going through An Ya's arrangements, Fang Kexin did not use his own name to enter Pei Jiayuan's school to be a teacher. When she went in, she looked at all the children. Before she knew which one was Pei Jiayuan, she found a very bright child, and that was Pei Jiayuan.

She was completely stunned, she did not expect her heart to be so similar, she did not even need to introduce him to know that it was Su Ranqing and Qiao Lingyu's son.

After finishing her lesson, she deliberately walked over to Pei Jiayuan and asked: "Are you little friend Pei Jiayuan?"

She pretended to be friendly, but he merely nodded and asked her, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I'm just asking, do you like the teacher's lesson?" she said awkwardly.

"Not too good." he said bluntly.

This made her lose a lot of face. Although she looked similar to Qiao Lingyu, she realized that her personality was just as annoying as Su Ranqing's, she didn't feel like a child at all.

She calmed herself down. Her mission this time wasn't to see this devilish brat, but to take his hair.

She turned to Pei Jiayuan and said: "Jia Yuan, there's something stuck in your hair. Teacher, can I help you take it away?"

"No." He rejected very straightforwardly.

She was particularly helpless, then continued coaxing him, "That way, it won't look good."

"What is that thing? I can do it myself."

She looked at him helplessly again. What's the matter with this child? Why is it different from the other children?

Pei Jiayuan rubbed his head, but did not find anything.

Then she said to him, "You can't get it yourself. It's better if the teacher gets it for you!"

She held a bit of clay in her other hand, then reached out and stroked his hair and said to him, "Is it, is it clay, and I'll get it down for you?"

This time he believed her, and as she did so, she brushed her hair out of its way and put it in her pocket.

Pei Jiayuan felt that it was a little painful, so he turned around and asked her: "Teacher, why are you stroking my hair?"

"No!" I just pulled, and my hair was still on my head. "