Ye Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat, so that's how it was.

That was really a coincidence.

An uneasy look appeared on her face, which was very unnatural.

"Don't be nervous." The middle-aged man smiled while playing with the ball in his hand, "It's covered by Mr. Huo. Are you the newly-famous girlfriend of Mr. Huo? I haven't seen him before."

"No, friend." Ye Jiaqi explained.

She is not used to chatting with people she is not familiar with, especially middle-aged people.

I can't talk on the same line.

She suddenly felt a little regretful that she came up alone.

"Mr. Huo never brought a woman to play football after returning to China last year. You are the first one. You have a lot of relationship..." The man smiled meaningfully.

Ye Jiaqi doesn't like this kind of cliché like Tai Chi.

She smiled and pointed to a position next to her: "Can you sit in that position? I like quiet."

From childhood to adulthood, Ye Jiaqi was not good at dealing with people he didn't like.

The middle-aged man choked and his face pulled down.

Originally, he saw Ye Jiaqi dressing like an ordinary woman, and this was his first time to come to the golf course, so he was definitely not Huo Jingyi's girlfriend.

To put it bluntly, it’s just a woman who plays.

Unexpectedly, such a woman even showed her face to him.

Of course middle-aged men are unhappy.

Ye Jiaqi picked a new seat and sat down.

After solving her own affairs, she continued to drink her grapefruit tea.

After a while, a woman sat next to the middle-aged man, looking like his little lover, who was in her twenties and very young.

The man hugged her waist and whispered to her in a low voice.

Ye Jiaqi seemed to feel the dazzling gaze falling on her.

Ye Jiaqi held his head and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window.

She couldn't see the stadium very much.

The middle-aged man's little lover whispered: "Don't you have a project to talk to Xingrui? Why did you make his girlfriend unhappy? If you get a pillow style, how can you get this project?"

"How could I offend her? I didn't say anything. She was sensitive to herself." The middle-aged man said disdainfully.

"Okay, let's not talk anymore, she will get angry when she hears it. She looks like a college student, so Mr. Huo turns out to be so good."

"Then another day, I'll send a few female students to Mr. Huo, and see how she shows off when she loses favor."

The two of them whispered, their voices drifting into Ye Jiaqi's ears intermittently.

She frowned.

It turns out that there is no shortage of men and women who talk about gossip everywhere, and no shortage of luxurious places.

It doesn’t matter to Ye Jiaqi, she and Huo Jingyi are originally friends.

She sent Huo Jingyi a text message: The tea is ready, come up quickly.

As soon as the text message was sent, a fresh and familiar smell of perfume drifted to her nose.

This taste is very familiar.

She raised her head!

The next second, she was slightly stunned, and there was a sudden shock in her eyes.

She's seen this girl.

Last time I was in the elevator, I stood with Josnian.

However, she changed into sportswear today and looked younger and more youthful than last time.

Not much the same as last time.

But because this girl was born delicate and beautiful, with oval face, air bangs, and fair face.

There is a kind of beauty and elegance that is unforgettable.

Similarly, Ye Jiaqi took a look and remembered it.

She seemed to have just come over to play golf from the court, and there were two friends around her, one of whom was a foreign friend.

They talk and laugh, sometimes in English and sometimes in Chinese.
Chapter completed!