Qiao Sinian didn't know what she was thinking. She looked down at her sitting on the chair and narrowed her eyes slightly: "I understand."

"Then you go, go early and come back soon." Ye Jiaqi reminded.

She wasn't that stingy either.

In the sun, the light in her eyes was particularly clear, and her long eyelashes were twitching, like a small fan.

Qiao Sinian put on her clothes and went downstairs to the garage.

Jasmine Tea House.

Han Yurou seemed to have arrived very early, and she looked down at the black tea in the teacup alone.

She was wearing a khaki coat and her long hair was scattered over her shoulders, covering half of her face.

She looked very serious when she lowered her head, and looked at the tea in the cup without any other expression, but she looked like a rag doll with no anger.

But Han Yurou is beautiful, and even if she doesn't speak silently, she can't hide her charm.

When he entered the teahouse, Qiao Sinian saw her at a glance.

When he stood in front of her, Han Yurou raised her head and smiled slightly, with a very forced smile.

"Mr. Qiao, do you like to drink black tea?"

"Yes." Qiao Sinian sat down opposite her.

Han Yurou's face was very pale and she had no foundation, but she looked like she had a thick layer of powder.

She took out a document from her bag and handed it to Josnian.

"Master Qiao, this is my resignation report." Han Yurou said quietly, "I will not work in Qiao in the future. I don't know if my work can satisfy Qiao in the past year. However, I have to leave if I am satisfied or not."

Qiao Sinian's eyes stayed on the report for a few seconds: "What are your plans after resigning?"

"Go abroad to study."

"Yes." Qiao Sinian nodded.

He knew that Han Yurou had no idea what Han Yun did.

"Mr. Qiao, I know I didn't send me the last text message." Han Yurou said calmly, "After working together for a year, I know you can't send me such a text message. However, I still went to Tianyue."

Maybe, there is a little hope in my heart.

For example, he might have felt about her.

But intuition is always right.

Qiao Sinian didn't like her, even though they had been working together for more than a year.

"Mr. Qiao, my father seems to have the idea of ​​letting Qiao Han marry each other. Just don't agree to him." Han Yurou took a sip of tea and moved slowly, "I have nothing else to tell you, Mr. Qiao, that I have handed over all the work matters to Secretary Zhao."

"When should I go abroad? Which country?"

"If you're quick, I'll do it the day after tomorrow. I'd rather go to Cambridge to study. I'm there."

Qiao Sinian didn't say much.

He didn't mention Rong Jincheng, he knew that Han Yurou would definitely not want him to mention it.

The tea room is filled with all kinds of tea fragrance, elegant and fragrant, quiet and quiet.

Han Yurou didn't plan to say too much. Before she talked for a long time, she stood up and said, "That Master Qiao, I'll go home first."

"I send you?"

"No need." Han Yurou smiled, "I'll just beat you."

In the tea room, Qiao Sinian's handsome face was lingering in the white mist.

Han Yurou looked at him and thought that it might be the last time she spoke so close.

If life is just like the first meeting.

She still remembers when she first met Qiao Sinian, she was about to graduate and he came to attend her father's wine banquet.

It rained that night, and Grandpa Qin asked him to take her home.
Chapter completed!