Ye Jiaqi listened very slowly, almost keeping it off for a while.

Her mind was filled with various information and was difficult to digest.

Her heart felt indescribable, and her eyes were full of confusion...

Human nature is a very complex thing. She has never studied it, but she has also seen all kinds of people.

Fang Ya and Fang Cheng are considered extreme.

When the recorder is turned off, the bedroom will become very quiet, and only the sound of the water in the bathroom can be heard.

The curtains are closed, and the orange wall lights are quietly shining on the off-white wall.

Her eyes fell ahead.

A heart is still thrusting, jumping non-stop.

The light poured over her head, and her face was covered with a faint color.

Long eyelashes cast two black shadows on the foundation of the eyes, like butterfly wings and thin slices.

Ye Jiaqi's delicate little face was full of surprise and surprise. She was still immersed in disbelief and could not come back to her senses.

When Qiao Sinian walked out barefoot on the carpet, she didn't react at all.

Stupid, stupid.

Qiao Sinian wiped her wet hair with a towel and looked at her with sharp eyes.

His feet were wet water droplets, and his ankle skin was a healthy wheat color, sexy and tempting.

His strong body was wrapped under his loose nightgown, his collarbone was exposed, and his abdominal muscles were looming.

Water drips fell on his Adam's apple, which added countless charm to the man.

He wiped his hair as if nothing had happened, his face was calm, exuding the unique charm of a mature man.

Respected, calm, and steady.

The carpet is soft and there is no sound when you step on it.

When Qiao Sinian walked to her, Ye Jiaqi still had no response.

A pair of big eyes looked at the wall in front, dazed.

"Have you finished listening?" he spoke heavily.

"Ah?" Ye Jiaqi came to his senses and nodded, "I can't believe it after hearing it."

She smelled the fresh shower gel scent on Qiao Sinian's body and subconsciously hid.

"Don't think about it, the matter is over." Qiao Sinian stood beside her.

Ye Jiaqi looked up and happened to see his half-naked chest in the air.

His face turned red.

"What about Fangcheng people now? He shot himself?" Ye Jiaqi asked.

The recording ended with Qiao Sinian shouting "120", and then it came to an abrupt end.

"Well, commit suicide, have surgery in the hospital."

Ye Jiaqi was in a trance.

She didn't expect that people like Fang Cheng would commit suicide.

How perverted he was in Singapore.

She also remembered what he said to the little guy Qiao Chengfan on the first day of the New Year.

Even, she remembered her slap him.

It is vivid in my mind.

Unexpectedly...he committed suicide.

Memories surged over like a tide, slapped her chest, swaying and circling, unable to calm down for a long time.

Although she was not present, the gunshot in the recorder was very clear.

Fang Cheng had the courage to shoot himself, and he must have never wanted to survive.

She didn't know how to evaluate this person, he was more cruel than she thought.

Be cruel to others and be cruel to yourself.

He is obviously a boy in his early twenties, but he is ruthless in his work.

Can be ruthless.

"Can you save it alive?" Ye Jiaqi looked at Qiao Sinian.

"I don't know, wait for the hospital to notify you." Qiao Sinian wiped her hair.

"Then your grandfather is not dead?"

"Well, is there a problem?"

"No problem." Ye Jiaqi shook her head. She heard it clearly, "You are very awesome."

"Oh?" Qiao Sinian said lightly at the end, with an upward curve at the corner of his mouth. "What are you talking about? Or, all aspects?"
Chapter completed!