After breakfast, Qiao Sinian went upstairs to change his clothes.

Ye Jiaqi squatted down, touched the head of the rice ball, and teased it for a while.

"Rice ball, I'm leaving. Will you miss me? Don't miss me."

Rice ball licked the back of her hand, wrapped around her, looked up at her, her eyes full of reluctance.

"You are very lonely in Qiao's house, are you? It will be great when Chengfan comes back in the future. He will play with you."

Ye Jiaqi squatted on the ground and said nothing in the same sentence as the rice ball.

The rice ball is reluctant to leave her, and she is reluctant to leave the rice ball.

Qiao Sinian buttoned her coat and walked down the stairs.

"Let's go." Qiao Sinian stood in front of her.

Ye Jiaqi, who was squatting on the ground, looked up at him. The tall man was covered with a strong aura and irresistible majesty.

He was still the familiar fragrance of Shenmu on his body, and it has been like a day for ten years.

She stood up and walked to him and nodded.

The driver drove, and she and Qiao Sinian sat side by side in the back.

The rice ball chased after it for a long time. It did not chase after it again until the Rolls-Royce disappeared. Instead, it lay on the ground, depressed and motionless.

Qiao Sinian sat next to her, and she didn't know what to say to him, so she lowered her head and played with her mobile phone.

The car didn't last long, and Qiao Sinian received a call.

"Mr. Qiao." The woman's sweet voice came from the other end of the phone.

The car was very quiet. Although her voice was not loud, Ye Jiaqi could hear it clearly.

She had no habit of inquiring about other people's privacy, so she lowered her head and continued to play with her phone.

But... she could hear the sound, it was Han Yurou.

Han Yurou's voice was like a glance of her, as sweet as candy, like a yellow oriole.

That sound is the kind that you will never forget if you hear it once.

"What's up."

"Did you come to the group today? You haven't been here for several days."

"Go over later."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you. There are several documents to sign here, and there are some questions that I don't understand. I want to ask you."

"Um."

"Have you had breakfast? Could it be that you haven't gotten up yet?" Han Yurou asked jokingly on the other end.

“Eating.”

"Oh, okay, then I won't bother you anymore. I'll wait for you in the office, I'm already here."

Qiao Sinian did not respond again and hung up the phone.

Han Yurou is not very restrained, and Ye Jiaqi's tone is also very casual when she hears this. When she talks to Qiao Sinian, she is like a serious couple.

Ye Jiaqi was not interested and kept playing the game with his head down.

She knew that Han Yurou was his girlfriend, and even if she was not a real brand, it was a scandal.

He has always been a ruler and rarely has scandals with women, but now he indulges the media to make such a fuss. It is obviously his default.

But everything about him had nothing to do with her.

He will get married after all.

She had imagined what his wife would look like when she was a teenager?

But at that time, I was unwilling to admit that he would get married in the future. I thought about it for a few minutes and stopped thinking about it.

In fact, they are all lying to themselves.

"Are you addicted?" Qiao Sinian looked at her cell phone and spoke lightly.

She has played games all the way.

"Um."

"When did you become obsessed with playing games? Do you also play during class? Well?"

Qiao Sinian looked at her fascinated look and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes kept falling on the screen of his phone: "Don't talk to me, you will lose."

“…”

Qiao Sinian stretched out a hand and snatched her cell phone.
Chapter completed!