Ten days before the Chinese New Year, Ye Jiaqi started to have a holiday.

In the cold winter, the weather is particularly cold.

The north wind whistled, cutting it on the face like a knife.

On the first day of the holiday, Ye Jiaqi was in a very good mood. She took the subway home with a bunch of documents and magazines.

But she didn't expect that as soon as she arrived downstairs of the community, she saw a man wearing a black coat standing far away.

The man is very tall and has a slender back.

Ye Jiaqi did not recognize him for a while.

Walking over in confusion, I realized that I got closer—

It's Meng Chen.

Why did he come?

If you don’t go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, Meng Chen will definitely come to her.

"Mr. Meng?"

Ye Jiaqi walked over with a magazine in his arms, frowned and shouted.

Meng Chen heard the sound and turned his head.

"Miss Ye." He nodded, "I'll look for you."

"Do you look for me?" Ye Jiaqi did not move his steps, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Miss Ye, something happened to Mr. Qiao."

Meng Chen's voice was soft and hoarse, and his face was particularly haggard and pale.

When he looked at Ye Jiaqi, there was not much wave in his deep eyes, only endless silence.

"Wow" -

Ye Jiaqi's hand shook, and all the magazines and documents in his hand fell to the ground.

A loud sound.

Her bright eyes flashed with a daze, like the white frost on the dead leaves, clear and desolate.

"You, what did you say?"

A smell of astringent appeared in her throat, and she didn't know where the emotion came from.

Suddenly, it all surged up.

Even she herself was caught off guard.

It was like sea water... and it turned over and instantly obliterated her.

Ye Jiaqi looked at Meng Chen regularly.

"Mr. Qiao has an accident in London. Qiao Tianyou's lawsuit failed and he was cheated. He sent people to encircle and suppress Qiao and Qiao's grandfather on the road." Meng Chenyan made a concise statement, "On the mountain road, the car overturned, and Qiao and his grandfather fell off the cliff."

In an instant, Ye Jiaqi felt that the sun was dazzling.

Every word Meng Chen said was very harsh.

The world seemed to be turning back, and Ye Jiaqi felt dizzy.

"Miss Ye!" Meng Chen shouted.

"I'm fine." Ye Jiaqi's face turned pale, and she moved the corners of her lips, "And what."

She asked these three words calmly, as if she was listening to the ending of a story.

I want to know, but I am afraid of knowing.

When I heard the ending, it seemed as if everything had been frozen.

Meng Chen looked at Ye Jiaqi and said lightly: "Qiao Tianyou's car and Qiao Ye's car collided and also climbed into the cliff."

"The two cars all crashed, and three bodies were found under the cliff."

"Miss Ye, the accident happened last night in London."

Meng Chen stated all the facts to Ye Jiaqi.

His tone was as steady and harsh as usual.

Ye Jiaqi had not come back to his senses for a long time, and Meng Chen's low voice was still floating in his ears.

"Climbing into a cliff", "Crashing", "Three corpses"...

The key words kept ringing in Ye Jiaqi's ears, which was like thunder.

Over and over again, repeating...

Ye Jiaqi's blood was flowing backwards, and his body became stiff little by little.

My limbs were numb and I suddenly felt no sense.

The throat was sour and astringent, like a blocked stone, and it was hard to tell.

The magazine fell to the ground, and when the wind blew, it blew the paper pages, making a "slope" sound.

This sound became the only movement at this moment.

Ye Jiaqi stood there, his eyes blank and unconscious.

It took only a few minutes, but it seemed like I had died.

She is not very able to accept this fact.

Not very capable.

She raised her eyes and looked at Meng Chen in a daze.
Chapter completed!