I always feel that I owe Meng Chen.

For a moment, Ye Jiaqi didn't speak and was silent.

Meng Chen was still very patient: "Miss Ye, if there is nothing else, I will die first?"

"Mr. Meng." Ye Jiaqi called him, as if he had made up a lot of determination and lowered his voice, "I'm sorry."

Life is too heavy, how much is her sorry worth?

What's more, that person is Meng Chen's biological father.

But no matter what, she still has to say this apology.

If you don’t talk about it now, you may have no chance in the future.

Meng Chen was stunned for a moment, and a slight surprise flashed across his face, but he soon returned to normal.

Meng Chen is a smart person, how could he not know what Ye Jiaqi means?

What's more, Ye Jiaqi's life experience was found by him, and except Mr. Qiao, the one who knows the most is him.

However, he never expected Ye Jiaqi to apologize to him.

He has already let go of the past twenty years. Who can still bear the deep hatred of blood for the rest of his life? If that were the case, would there be happiness in this life?

He believed that his father would not bother with a little girl who knew nothing.

What was past is gone anyway.

Meng Chen heard that Ye Jiaqi was in a low mood: "Miss Ye, it has nothing to do with you."

"Mr. Meng, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Ye Jiaqi's voice was hoarse, and she didn't know how to express it in words.

Her mood fluctuated a little, and her throat was also stammering.

She didn't expect that Meng Chen would answer the phone. She should have said these three words long ago.

Her nose was sour, and she tried her best to control her emotions.

She knew that no matter who it was, she had special feelings for her biological parents.

And her grandfather had done such an unforgivable thing. How could she pay off her sins with just three words "sorry"...

"Miss Ye, I heard it's snowing in Chicago and it's cold. Take care."

"I know."

"Well, then I'll die first?" Meng Chen's attitude was still very gentlemanly.

"Well..." Ye Jiaqi nodded, his eyes red.

She couldn't find Qiao Sinian, and she didn't know if Qiao Sinian would call her back. She was a little worried about her father...

When did Qiao Sinian arrest her father? Why didn’t he tell her?

He clearly knew that she had always wanted to have a home, relatives, and laughter.

He clearly knows it all.

But he never told her.

If she hadn't learned by accident, would he have never planned to tell her that her biological father was still alive?

It would be too cruel to retaliate against her in this way.

However, no matter how he retaliated against her, it seemed that she should bear it.

The Xiang family owed dozens of lives of the Qiao family and paid for their blood debts.

Although her surname is Ye, she is also the descendant of the Xiang family and the granddaughter of Xiang Shaoguang.

But she couldn't let her leave her alone when she learned that her father was still alive, and she couldn't do it.

"Meow—" Xiaoguai looked at Ye Jiaqi and tilted his head.

Ye Jiaqi took it into his arms and gently stroked its head.

"Xiao Guai, what should I do, what should I do..." Ye Jiaqi's eyes turned red, his throat was choked, and he was crying.

What should she do with Qiao Sinian? She has no choice but to have nothing to do.

She knew Qiao Sinian's temper and personality, and could not tolerate a grain of sand in her eyes, so how could he tolerate the Xiang family?
Chapter completed!