She squatted on the ground, the scorching sun shining on her thin body.

She vomited in a dark way, and supported the ground with one hand. Suddenly, she was dizzy and her eyes became dark, and she fainted.

A black Maybach suddenly stopped.

The driver got out of the car first, helped Ye Jiaqi up from the ground, and handed her a tissue and a water cup.

The sun is still hot.

In a daze, Ye Jiaqi felt someone holding him over and lifting him up from the ground.

The back seat door of Maybach opened, and the tall, handsome, noble and gentlemanly man walked down, and his clear-cut fingers held up a sun umbrella to cover Ye Jiaqi's head.

He frowned, his angular face was a cold expression, his eyes were deep and deep, and his ink shirt and black trousers wrapped around his perfect figure.

Under the scorching sun, he is tall and has a unique landscape.

His eyes fell on the thin and weak Ye Jiaqi on the ground. He saw her protecting her lower abdomen with both hands.

"President, she fainted." The driver looked up at his own president, "It looks like a pregnant woman."

"Drive my car to take her to the hospital."

"Then you, CEO..."

"I walked to the company, not much."

"I'm sorry for you."

The driver helped Ye Jiaqi into the car.

In a daze, Ye Jiaqi heard the man's low and sexy voice...

Josnian!

It’s Qiao Sinian’s voice!

Although he had been away from her for three months, she remembered and remembered his voice, and could not forget it!

Ye Jiaqi sat in the passenger seat, struggling in pain, trying to break free from the seat belt.

The scorching sun was dazzling, and she tried hard to keep herself awake and tried hard to look at this person.

The car started slowly.

She had no auditory hallucinations, and his voice was just in her ears!

She had heard his voice for eighteen years, how could she hear it wrong?

When it was late at night, he often hugged her in his arms, rubbed her ears and called her name: "Qiqi..."

She has only been more than three months, and she has not forgotten it.

She never forgot his voice.

And the person just now had a very similar voice to him.

The car restarted and drove from the road in the Financial City toward the hospital.

Her subconscious mind was all Qiao Sinian. She frowned in pain and struggled hard.

The driver hurriedly said, "Miss, don't move around, I'm driving."

"No...don't leave..." Ye Jiaqi was drowsy, his head was heavy, his throat was bitter, and his voice was very gentle.

"Miss, your accent seems to be from Beijing. It's a coincidence that I can meet my fellow countrymen in Chicago. I am from Beijing, and so is my president." The driver is a very young and cheerful man. "My president took a fancy to me and kept me as an assistant because I was from Beijing, so I didn't have that much effort to chat."

"Jo Sinian...Jo Sinian..." Ye Jiaqi closed his eyes in pain and called his name.

"Hmm?" The driver was startled and almost stepped on the brakes. "How do you know the name of our president?"

Ye Jiaqi didn't say anything, and tears suddenly filled his eyes.

It's him, why did he ignore her...

Did you deliberately pretend not to know her?
Chapter completed!