"You can't eat without anyone? You can call Meng Chen over." She moved awkwardly, trying to break free from his hand.

"Yes, no one can eat it."

Qiao Sinian grabbed her hand and treated her scalds.

Fortunately, it's not a big deal.

He frowned, with a faint smell of potion and tobacco on his body.

"You let go." Ye Jiaqi is not used to touching like this. What is their purpose?

Qiao Sinian was not slack. When he approached her, he smelled the long-lost fragrance on her body.

He looked up and looked at her in the mirror.

Not seen each other for a year.

It turned out to be a year.

"The clothes are beautiful." He hugged her from behind, "just too thin."

Ye Jiaqi was stunned, raised his head and looked at the clean mirror in front of him.

In the mirror, his head was next to her, and he rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Jo Sinian, what's that?" she said lightly, "I have a boyfriend, you should know."

"I won't do anything to you, I have something for you."

"I don't want it."

"Check it." His tone contained an order, but there was a little helplessness and gentleness in the order.

As he said that, he hugged her for a while and then walked out of the bathroom.

Soon, he took a bank card and stuffed it into her hand: "I'll give you a dowry."

"Jo Sinian!" Ye Jiaqi turned his head suddenly, looked at him with red eyes, and threw his bank card to the ground, "I don't want your things! I don't want either! You haven't treated me badly over the years, and I will not accept anything again!"

"My little intention."

"I said I don't want it!"

Ye Jiaqi's chest was fluctuating and he couldn't breathe.

Her red eyes looked at him steadily, and she clenched her lips.

"I won't go when you get married. If you don't accept this bank card, I will feel sorry for you. After all, I have always regarded you as my sister for years." Qiao Sinian bent down and picked up the bank card from the ground, "The password is your birthday."

"Sister? Mr. Qiao, then you are really a beast. Going to bed with your sister? If I remember correctly, when I was twenty years old, I was drunk and you were not drunk. In other words, you can completely push me away, but you don't. Mr. Qiao, are you saying I am your sister now?"

Qiao Sinian suddenly became powerless to refute.

Ye Jiaqi took the card in his hand and tried hard—

With a "click", the bank card was folded into two sections!

"Just give to whom you like, don't give it to me. If you don't want to get married, I don't want to see you. In the future, I won't go back to the capital. You don't want to see me, I don't want to see you." Ye Jiaqi pushed him away and walked out of the bathroom.

After all, she was stupid herself and easily believed Huo Jingyi's words.

He was just sick, not to that extent.

"Ye Jiaqi!" Qiao Sinian called her.

Ye Jiaqi ignored it and held the wall and ran quickly towards the door of the ward.

She will never see him again, and she will never see him again!

Every time I see it, my heart feels like it is cut by someone with a sharp knife, and it hurts numb and unconsciously.

She didn't know why she felt this way.

Why!

The heart was torn apart, ripped and bleeding. The pain would scratch her heart like an ant.

Every time I tear it opens, it is difficult to heal the wound again, and this pain will last a lifetime.

Ye Jiaqi stumbled and opened the door and ran out quickly!
Chapter completed!