"..." Fan Yao was silent for a moment before forcing a smile, "Let's talk about it later."
After finishing her conversation with Xia Yunsheng, Fan Yao left the Cheng Family. As she drove, she thought of that home she hadn't returned to in many years, and felt it was impossible for her to go back anymore.
Fan Yao has a maid at home, surnamed Zhang, a widow whom Fan Yao always called Nanny Zhang.
Whenever Fan Yao was working, it was Nanny Zhang who looked after her child.
Today was no exception.
Because Fan Yao's work was focused here, she had also transferred her son to a school in this area.
At this moment, she had just arrived home, parked her car at the door, got out, and went inside, seeing Nanny Zhang with a tense expression, "Miss."
"What's wrong?" Fan Yao asked immediately, her gaze falling upon the man sitting on the living room sofa.
Ray was sitting there, and her son Fan Cheng was sitting next to him.
Fan Yao was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why are you here?"
