547 How Can He Die
"Mr. Meng, are you kidding me?" She held the corner of her lips.
The lips are as pale as paper.
She hated Qiao Sinian, was tired of Qiao Sinian, and thought he was hateful, terrifying and fearful, but never thought he was dead.
Even if he blurted out "Joe Sinian, why don't you die?", he was just so angry.
She didn't want him to die.
Even if he had impure motives for her and used her to force her, she never thought that he would die.
Just like in the forest, at the critical moment, she blocked the fatal blow for him, just to make it possible for him to live.
She can die, but he can't.
He still has the responsibility and Xiao Fanfan, how could he die?
He wants to live well and live a long life.
"Mr. Meng, are you lying to me? Haha, I don't believe it."
Ye Jiaqi looked at Meng Chen, his eyelashes trembled and kept shaking.
The cold wind blew, blowing Ye Jiaqi's scarf and forehead hair.
Meng Chen looked at her and shook his head: "I won't lie."
"Why don't you lie? Why do I believe you don't lie? You are just lying. How can I believe such a big lie? I'm not a three-year-old child."
Ye Jiaqi staggered and took two steps back.
She wanted to see more expressions from Meng Chen's face.
But, no.
His iceberg face was still indifferent, and his eyes were still not full of turmoil.
As always, outrageous.
For the first time, Ye Jiaqi hated seeing Meng Chen so much.
Her crystal-clear eyes instantly darkened, covered with a layer of hazy mist, mixed with confusion and unknown.
It seemed as if the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the smoke and clouds scattered.
There was a piece of my heart that was empty and I couldn't tell what it felt like.
The throat was stammering and sore.
"Miss Ye, I can't accept it either, but that's the case." Meng Chen's voice was calm.
Ye Jiaqi really hated the person in front of him. His appearance was neither sad nor happy, just like saying something simple.
"Miss Ye, I received the call and I will tell you the first time. I will fly to London later. Are you going with me?" Meng Chen asked.
He thought that no matter how many grudges there were between Ye Jiaqi and Qiao Sinian, Qiao Sinian would have supported her for twelve years.
No matter how much this relationship is buried or concealed, it cannot be erased.
Ye Jiaqi suddenly smiled, with a tragic smile.
It's like a blooming poppy flower...
"What am I going to do? Are you lying me to go to London? I won't go. Didn't he want to marry Miss Fang Ya? He lying me to attend the wedding..."
It was like she was tricked from Singapore to Beijing.
If you cheat, you can't escape.
That person is very annoying and always doesn't tell the truth to her.
"I won't go, I won't go, I won't go..." Ye Jiaqi murmured.
The tightened pupils have no focal length, they are blank, empty and blurred.
She seemed to be looking at Meng Chen, and also seemed to be looking at the distance.
Meng Chen sighed helplessly: "Miss Ye, this time, Mr. Qiao really has to leave you. It is impossible for you to see him again. He will not come to see you again in the future. You should take good care of yourself."
"Meng Chen, is it fun to lie? You and Qiao Sinian are both liars, so I don't believe you, I won't believe you!"
She won't believe it.
I don't believe a word.
Don't believe it.
Don't believe it.
"Miss Ye, Mr. Qiao has no relatives. Maybe the one he cares about the most in his life is you. Will you not meet him for the last time?" Meng Chen was still asking for her opinion.
Chapter completed!