"Mr. Qiao, I've gone to Four Seasons Hotel. It's similar to what you're considering, so I didn't get involved too much and I'm back."

"I see."

"Mr. Qiao, do you need me to do anything else?"

"Safely go home?"

"Well, I just took Xiao 11 back, and I came back with him."

Qiao Sinian heard relaxed and bright in Xiao Zi's tone without any pressure.

“Just go home.”

"Mr. Qiao, Han Yurou... are you still planning to ask?"

"I don't interfere in other people's private lives, but if she is in danger of her life, I will still save her."

Xiao Zi understood Qiao Sinian’s position and attitude.

"Mr. Qiao, when will you go to Chicago?"

"Wait until Qiao's side is done."

"Okay, if you need me, just call me and I'll be on call."

Qiao Sinian stood by the window and said a few casual words to Xiao Zi. He probably learned that Xiao Zi was still with the boy named "Little 11".

He never interferes in other people's private lives, and he won't care who Xiao Zi is with.

When he called, Ye Jiaqi happened to come out after taking a shower, without slippers, and barefoot on the furry carpet.

When Ye Jiaqi saw that he was calling, he didn't move forward and wiped the water from his head with a dry towel.

When Qiao Sinian saw Ye Jiaqi coming out, she hung up the phone.

"Xiao Zi's phone." Qiao Sinian walked over and placed his phone on the table.

"Have she gone to find Miss Han?"

"Um."

"Is it okay?"

"It's okay." Qiao Sinian was afraid that she would worry, "You don't have to worry about these things."

"I don't worry, I just suddenly remembered something, something that happened a long time ago."

"What?" Qiao Sinian leaned against the table, looked at her leisurely, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"When we didn't live in Qiao's house, one night, you came back from socializing, it was very late, and you smelled of a woman's perfume..."

Qiao Sinian frowned and interrupted her: "When."

Why didn't he know?

"It was the night when Xiao Fanfan cried very hard, and he said you wanted to give him away."

Qiao Sinian thought about it, oh, he probably got it.

That night, Han Yun had drunk too much of the wine party, and when he came back in the evening, he forced Ye Jiaqi to have it with him.

"And what." Qiao Sinian looked at her.

"And you may not know that there is a note in your suit pocket, and the note is written by a girl in English, Youareanelegantgentleman, thank you, and there is a smiley face behind the English."

"I don't know."

"Miss Han left the note." Ye Jiaqi let out a sigh and said lightly.

"It should be." He remembered that he sent Han Yurou home that night. "I don't know what I said normally, but you remember so clearly. These trivial matters are the same."

"Nothing is trivial." Ye Jiaqi muttered, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Qiao Sinian stretched out his arm and pulled her into his arms, with his movements particularly domineering.

Ye Jiaqi fell into his arms, holding a dry towel in his hand blankly.

"Ye Jiaqi, there are many people who like me." Qiao Sinian stretched out his hand and gently stroked her chin with slender fingers, "But isn't you who occupy me now?"

His fingers lifted her chin, and his fingertips warmed up, touching her chin, bringing up a sultry warmth.
Chapter completed!