After losing her memory, Qiao Sinian has a chaotic personality and temper, which sometimes causes her to have uncertain factors.

For example, will he really refuse all the women who come to his door like before?

Ye Jiaqi sighed in his heart. No matter how many external identities he has, he is a normal man.

How much resistance does a normal man have to resist the woman who comes to his door?

She didn't know either, she was not a man!

Ye Jiaqi held the wall and walked two steps into the apartment. Only then did she realize that the slippers that Qiao Sinian had bought for her had been worn on her feet by this woman.

She stopped walking, but she did not walk in and looked back.

"President, give it." Ye Jiaqi reached out and planned to hand the insulation box to him. The calmness in his eyes was still calm, as if nothing had happened.

Qiao Sinian did not answer.

The little girl from the Public Relations Department raised her hand first and snatched it.

But the next second, with a "clang", the insulation box fell to the ground, and the small rounds in the box scattered all over the ground.

"Oh, sorry, Secretary Ye, I'm really embarrassed. I didn't mean it." She quickly squatted down and prepared to pick up the box.

Ye Jiaqi's heart trembled and he didn't speak for a long time.

The small rounds on the ground exuded the fragrance of osmanthus and fruit wine, which was a very intoxicating atmosphere.

This fragrance is very domineering, and soon, it will be everywhere at the door.

"Secretary Ye, I'm sorry, you won't blame me, right? But it's not me that you are talking about you. What's the good thing about this kind of thing? It's worth coming here to deliver it? I see, the drunkard's intention is not to drink, is it to give it to someone?" She said with a crackling sound, with an unconcealed look on her face, "Secretary Ye, this thing looks very unpalatable, so don't make it in the future. How can a thing with clear soup and water taste delicious?"

"Get out!" Qiao Sinian didn't know where the anger came from, "If you don't get out, don't say I'm going to attack women!"

The little girl from the Public Relations Department was quite afraid that Qiao Sinian would get angry, and she was obviously stiff and her body was stuck.

She stood up and stopped packing her things. She hurriedly smiled at Qiao Sinian: "President, I'll help you clean up..."

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Ye Jiaqi put his hands in his pockets of clothes. She was not talking, she didn't like to watch the fun, and she didn't like to make noise.

She turned around and slowly left Josnian's apartment.

There was also the keychain that had not been given out in his pocket and the key that was useless.

She left first.

The elevator descends slowly.

It turned out that the night was already dark outside.

A bright moon hangs in the sky, illuminating the surrounding clouds, with misty clouds like white fog.

Ye Jiaqi carried a backpack with his hands in his pockets, and looked up at Mingyue with his head raised.

The autumn wind blew up her long hair, her hair was messy, and her shadow was not messy.

She walked along the path, unfast.

When she found a trash can, she threw the keys in her pocket in.

The keychain... She was reluctant to throw it away. She made it by herself. Xiao Fanfan also said that she was biased.

The moonlight sprinkles through the gaps of the leaves, and the shadows fall on the ground, woven into a chaotic landscape painting.

The wind trembled, and the shadows of the trees trembled.

It was very quiet around.

Before Ye Jiaqi could walk to the entrance of the community, she saw a black Maybach stopping from afar, and then Lao Yang walked out of it.

Old Yang was holding a bag in his hand and was in a hurry.

At the beginning, Lao Yang didn't notice Ye Jiaqi, and only realized it when he got closer.
Chapter completed!