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Chapter 1882 What about the promised little princess?

The sound was like floating from the distant sky, entering his ears, and his head became very painful.

There was a sound of a girl counting in her mind—

"One piece, two piece, three piece, four piece..."

The sound is filled with the beauty and liveliness that are unique to puberty, but it is far away, as if it is separated by a time and space.

Qiao Sinian's head hurts very much, and sweat is oozing from his back.

He suppressed his restlessness and flipped out the medicine box from the car.

With the mineral water, he took a piece of painkiller, leaned against the seat in the driver's seat, and took a heavy breath.

Wherever she saw, Ye Jiaqi was already walking farther and farther. She walked very slowly, but her steps were light, and the floral skirt on her body seemed to have turned white, the kind of white that a girl in her 17 or 18 years old loved the most.

Soon, Ye Jiaqi's figure melted into the night.

Qiao Sinian looked up and saw only the boundless sky.

The clouds in the sky are shallow and the stars are bright.

The street lights stand quietly on the side of the road, extending along the road, as if there is no end.

Qiao Sinian rubbed his forehead, closed his eyes, and leaned heavily on the car.

In the distance, Ye Jiaqi counted until "three hundred and twenty-one" and finally stopped. She looked at the ground with a little disappointment: "Single...boy, hum."

She touched her stomach and said to herself: "Where is the little princess you promised? Where is the little princess?"

"It is also possible that I counted wrongly. It is normal to count so many steps..."

Ye Jiaqi still wants a little girl in her heart.

My daughter is so kind, she can be with her in the future.

As he thought about it, Ye Jiaqi stopped.

She turned her head and looked at Maybach in the distance in surprise. Why did she stop there? Why didn't she drive away?

What's wrong with him?

Out of subconscious concern, her heart trembled and she walked back.

The window of Maybach was not closed. She saw Josnian leaning against the seat, holding his forehead with one hand, and a strong feeling of fatigue and fatigue in her eyes.

His brows were frowning deeply.

"Don't feel comfortable?" Ye Jiaqi bent down and looked at him.

Qiao Sinian didn't fall asleep. When he heard Ye Jiaqi's voice, he did not open his eyes or say anything.

Ye Jiaqi knew that he liked to show off in front of strangers and said lightly: "If you feel uncomfortable, don't work overtime. Overtime is too tiring, and you just flew back from Dubai."

"There is no end to work, why do you have to work overtime so late? Are you putting the interests of the group first?"

"I think that physical health is the most important thing. With a body, there is everything."

"Shut up." Qiao Sinian said deeply.

It's really noisy.

"Me!" Ye Jiaqi stared at him with wide eyes, unreasonableness.

She was clearly talking about the truth, but he actually asked her to shut up!

"Mr. Qiao, your nightlife is not rich. You are young. Logically speaking, you should go to KTV, bar, and even if it is a cinema, it is still good."

"I'll shut you up!"

"Oh." Ye Jiaqi curled his lips and straightened his waist, "I'm going home, you should go back early too."

Ye Jiaqi admires Qiao Sinian very much and works overtime as soon as he comes back from Dubai.

His fiancée is so generous, he doesn't care about him?

Not only did he work overtime, he also smoked, drank and socialized, and did not take himself seriously.

Making money is not like this.

However, when she thought of the tens of millions of diamond rings he bought for Jiang Yao, she put away all these thoughts.

If someone is willing to work overtime, just work overtime. What does she care about? His fiancée doesn't care about it.
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