Qiao Sinian raised his eyes and closed the window and curtains with a "bang".

downstairs.

Ye Jiaqi looked at Cheng Yuzhi and smiled and said, "Did you sleep?"

"No, you are very efficient in your work. It's past ten o'clock, neither too late or too late." Cheng Yuzhi pointed to his watch.

"Fortunately, it's not very difficult, so I finished it soon. I'm sorry to ask you to pick me up so late."

"I can't stay in Chicago for a few days. These days, I can pick you up and drop you off every day."

"No, no, I can take the subway, and I... are relatively low-key."

"I'm afraid that others will misunderstand it? Then I'll say I'm your brother." Cheng Yuzhi didn't think there was anything.

Ye Jiaqi sneered.

"Get into the car, I'll take you back. There are midnight snacks I bought for you in the car. Remember to eat some. I was bored at night, so I made some snacks and took them back in the car."

When Ye Jiaqi got into the car, he saw that there was indeed a large handbag.

"It's very fragrant. Your craft is better than mine."

Ye Jiaqi looked down at the handbag. On such a night, he suddenly felt a little happy.

In fact, no matter what kind of woman it is... she wants to be held in her hand and hurt.

I don’t ask too much. I wait for her in the wind and rain, hold her an umbrella, make a meal for her when I’m helpless, and hold her in my arms, it seems to be enough.

Cheng Yuzhi treated her very well. Sometimes she would think, what if the person she met first was Cheng Yuzhi?

The car shuttled under the night sky and drove into the wide and unmanned road.

As usual, Cheng Yuzhi kept sending her downstairs and watching her go upstairs.

After taking a shower, Ye Jiaqi blew his hair and sat on the bed in loose cotton pajamas.

I don't know why, but today I'm in a good mood.

Maybe it's because the baby can move.

She glanced at her phone and it was twelve o'clock.

She saved Josnian's mobile phone number, which is his private number in Chicago.

She sent him a text message: Mr. Qiao, where is the best fireflies in Chicago?

She didn't know if he had slept or left the company.

But, he didn't reply to her.

"Tsk tsk." Ye Jiaqi threw away his phone, so cold, "It's okay if you don't reply."

"Baby, can you give me a nickname?" Ye Jiaqi patiently spoke to the child in his belly and told the baby a story for a while.

This kind of life is quite fulfilling, at least, she doesn't feel lonely or uncomfortable anymore.

He is still alive, and that's the best news.

In the bedroom, Ye Jiaqi had a gentle voice. She flipped through the storybook, just like Qiao Sinian once told her stories, she was also telling stories to her baby.

At night, the baby didn't move anymore, as if he was sleeping obediently.

As she talked, Ye Jiaqi successfully told herself to fall asleep again. The book fell to the ground and she fell asleep wrapped in a quilt.

It is particularly comfortable to have air conditioning on in summer, and after falling asleep, she falls asleep.

In the dream, everything is good.

...

During the days when Cheng Yuzhi was in Chicago, he really came to pick up Ye Jiaqi to work every day.

People in the company occasionally gossip.

When Ye Jiaqi occasionally passes by the crowd, he will hear the three words "vixen".

Ye Jiaqi laughed sarcastically. In the past twenty years, he had not received such a high evaluation.

The vixen means that she has a good appearance, good taste, good figure, and charming charm. What does she match?
Chapter completed!