As soon as Qiao Sinian opened the door, a warm feeling came from the living room.

He raised his head and on the sofa, Ye Jiaqi was dozing off with his head on his back, and a tablet was placed on his legs.

As soon as he heard the sound, Ye Jiaqi woke up immediately.

She had already taken a shower and was wearing a pink pajama dress.

"You're back." Her tone was filled with excitement, as if this tone had never changed for ten years.

She ran over and took off the blazer on him, her clothes were cold and I don't know where he had just returned.

Qiao Sinian didn't say anything, and said nothing, allowing her to take away his suit and tie, and poured him a cup of hot tea.

"Drink with the customer?" Ye Jiaqi smelled the smell of wine on him and knew that he had drunk a lot of wine.

Qiao Sinian still didn't say anything, and his big hand pushed her and walked straight to the bedroom upstairs alone.

Ye Jiaqi stood there in a daze.

Looking at his back, she saw the charm and calmness different from the past in him, but she felt a little embarrassed.

what happened?

Ye Jiaqi didn't dare to chase after him and asked. He stood there, feeling a little at a loss, and a layer of confusion was lingering in his eyes.

After a while, she dropped her clothes and turned around and walked out of the living room.

Qiao Sinian's driver was about to go home, but Ye Jiaqi stopped him.

"Miss Ye." The driver said respectfully.

"Mr. Qiao...where did you go tonight?"

"This... Miss Ye, I can't say anything, you'd better ask Mr. Qiao." The driver was embarrassed. As Qiao Sinian's driver, he has always adhered to the most basic principle, that is, not to disclose half of Qiao Sinian's whereabouts to anyone or any media, which is also professional ethics.

"Tell me." Ye Jiaqi stopped him and refused to give in.

"Miss Ye, don't make things difficult for me, I'm not easy to say."

"I'll take care of something, tell me."

The driver still didn't get in, so he refused to say no matter how Ye Jiaqi begged.

Ye Jiaqi asked tentatively: "Have he gone to the cemetery?"

The driver was stunned for a moment, but unexpectedly, Ye Jiaqi was very thoughtful and guessed. The driver nodded but said nothing.

Ye Jiaqi finally turned sideways and asked the driver to leave Qiao's house, but her heart was like the spring breeze waving the water in the pool, not very calm.

The driver left, and Ye Jiaqi was the only one left in the place.

It was very cold outside and the moonlight was clear.

Ye Jiaqi hugged his arms tightly and stood silently, not knowing what to do for a moment.

She only wore a thin pajama, and the evening breeze blew, making it so cold that it was so heart-wrenching.

Her hair was also messy, but she seemed to be unable to feel it, and she stood outside for a long time.

The light shone on her body, and she looked particularly petite and thin in the wind.

I don’t know how long I stood there, but Ye Jiaqi held the wall and walked back to the living room step by step.

There was a sound of water coming upstairs, and he was probably taking a shower.

Ye Jiaqi sat silently on the sofa, his hands swaying at a loss, his eyes filled with confusion, and a little reluctance.

About ten minutes later, the sound of water on the upper floor stopped.

Several times, Ye Jiaqi stood up from the sofa and sat down again, sat down again.

After hesitating for a while, she walked upstairs.

Qiao Sinian was wearing a gray nightgown and was flipping through a cigarette case from the drawer.
Chapter completed!