On Monday, Ye Jiaqi went to work as usual.

As soon as I arrived at the office, before I could pour a cup of coffee, the front desk handed her an envelope.

"Jiaqi, yours."

"Um?"

Ye Jiaqi is curious, envelope?

I opened it in confusion and found that it was an invitation that was exactly the same as Huo Jingyi.

Red bottom, gilded font, festive fancy style.

Turning around, it was not beyond her expectations.

Qiao Sinian, Fang Ya.

Seeing that Huo Jingyi's invitation was different from receiving the invitation, her fingers still shook.

His face changed in an instant, but soon returned to normal, but there was a dim glimmer in his eyes.

Ye Jiaqi put the invitation away and put it in the drawer.

She got up and went to the tea room to pour a cup of coffee.

The weather outside is very good.

"Jiaqi, your face is not very good. Are you feeling uncomfortable?" a colleague asked with concern.

Ye Jiaqi came back to his senses: "Ah? No."

"I said no, the coffee has overflowed, are you worried?"

Ye Jiaqi looked down and hurriedly wiped the table clean with a rag.

"Maybe it was because I didn't sleep well last night, it was really okay." Ye Jiaqi smiled.

"If you are unhappy, go shopping with you tonight."

"OK."

Ye Jiaqi smiled and responded casually.

The emotions on her heart spread a little, and she couldn't understand what kind of emotions it was, just like something that had clearly submerged to the bottom of the water suddenly floated up.

Ye Jiaqi walked towards his position with coffee.

The head hurts uncontrollably.

Turn on the computer and she started to deal with work.

Several press releases are to be issued, and several plans are to be finalized...

She was busy all the time.

If you can keep busy like this, it might be a good thing.

She pressed the invitation under the drawer, and there were stacks of books on it.

Just as she was busy writing the press release, the phone on the desk rang.

"Hello."

"wedding day."

Ye Jiaqi's hand was beaten.

She was unfamiliar with the voice, but she trembled for no reason.

I always feel that there are thousands of threads spread out at this moment.

This sound is very gentle, like the spring breeze of willows in March.

"Hello, you are..." Ye Jiaqi's expression was a little confused.

"I am Fang Ya." The other end smiled.

"Oh..." Ye Jiaqi was a little confused.

Fang Ya... She knew her all from other places, and they never said a word.

But it is also amazing. I have never seen each other head-on, but it seems that I have known each other for a long time.

Her positioning of Fang Ya is a very gentle and beautiful wife and mother.

The last time I saw Fang Ya was the morning before she went abroad—

Morning fog is filled with dew, and dead grass is continuous.

Fang Ya and Qiao Chengfan stood together, behind him was the tall and calm Qiao Sinian.

Their family is stable and peaceful.

She admitted that at that moment, she was a little sad.

It’s not because Fang Ya and Qiao Sinian are together, but because she dreams of a stable home.

No one wants to be displaced and in chaos.

"Jiaqi, have you received the invitation?" Fang Ya's voice was particularly gentle.

"Yeah, received."

Ye Jiaqi responded calmly.

Fang Ya and Fang Lan are different. She still has some confidence when facing Fang Lan.

But Fang Ya was so gentle that she didn't even have emotions.

"It's good to receive it. I've always wanted to invite you, but I heard that you are abroad. I asked for a long time before I asked your address, but I'm afraid that the invitation would be lost."

“No, received.”
Chapter completed!