It's late at night.

The surroundings became quiet.

Ye Jiaqi lay on the big velvet bed, holding the quilt with his little hands.

After Qiao Sinian turned off the lights, there was darkness around him, and only the hazy moonlight would shine down from the curtains.

She can't sleep.

In the study, the man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his cell phone in his hand.

The deep eyes fell on the tall trees in front of them. When they looked out, they were filled with deep white frost and mist.

"Master Qiao, I said you really don't care about your girlfriend's life or death?" Rong Jincheng smiled at the other end.

"Rong Jincheng, Han Yurou is still in your hands?"

"What is this? What is it in my hands? It's like I'm forcing her." Rong Jincheng smiled lightly, "Yes, she's here with me, but we are in love."

"What's the matter if you call me?"

"I originally wanted to make a call, but I didn't expect Mr. Qiao to answer. I thought it was so late, and Mr. Qiao should be in a woman's bed."

Qiao Sinian frowned.

He knew that Rong Jincheng was back to China at the end of the year and graduated from Stanford University. After returning to China, he had a bad reputation. In just a few days, he made many news headlines.

Qiao and Rong had a confrontation in business, and each time it ended in Rong's failure.

He had dealt with Rong Jincheng's father, who was quite serious and calm. Except for his appearance, Rong Jincheng's other appearance was very different.

"If it's okay, I'll die." Qiao Sinian said indifferently.

"No, no." Rong Jincheng smiled, "Master Qiao, do you have time to come out for a drink and chat?"

"No time, no interest."

"It's only ten o'clock in the evening. Nightlife has just begun. Master Qiao is not working, right? Oh, yes, Qiao's stock has fallen sharply recently, so Master Qiao has been busy for a long time." Rong Jincheng's tone was a bit gloating and deserved a beating.

Rong's family has suffered a lot of losses from Qiao's family.

Now that Qiao's problem is happening, Rong Jincheng's mood will certainly not be very bad.

Qiao Sinian had no interest in Rong Jincheng.

He didn't listen to Rong Jincheng continue and reached out to press the phone.

He threw his phone on the sofa casually and pulled the collar of his nightgown indifferently.

The computer in the study room is still on, emitting a silent light, and next to it is a stack of thick files.

Qiao's...

Qiao Sinian rubbed his temples.

He turned around and took out a bottle of red wine from the wine rack, opened the cork, and poured half into the goblet.

The light in the study was a dim yellow warm tone, and a light layer of color fell on the red wine in the glass.

Qiao Sinian didn't take a few sips.

However, when he returned to the bedroom, Ye Jiaqi still smelled the wine on his body.

Ye Jiaqi didn't know what time it was, but he only knew that his hands were a little cold.

She grabbed his hand with her warm little hand and held it.

Qiao Sinian's eyebrows moved. In the darkness, he found her little head and pressed her into his arms.

"I haven't fallen asleep yet?" he asked.

"woke up."

"I woke you up?"

"No, I woke up when I knew you were back." Ye Jiaqi whispered.

Qiao Sinian moved his lips, and there was a deep and deep light in his eyes.

"What time is it?" Ye Jiaqi asked.

"After twelve o'clock." Qiao Sinian deliberately said it was a little earlier. It was already two o'clock in the evening.

"Are you tired? Sleep together." Ye Jiaqi's voice was a little vague.

"Yes." Qiao Sinian hugged her tightly and leaned against each other.

Ye Jiaqi was lying in his arms and could always fall asleep quickly.
Chapter completed!