As soon as he got home, Ye Jiaqi ran to the balcony, opened the curtains and looked downstairs.

After a while, she saw Qiao Sinian leaving with an umbrella.

The black suit merged into the lonely night, and he left the community with his distinctive hands holding an umbrella.

Ye Jiaqi lay on the window, his lips raised.

"Miss Ye." Butler Sun walked in, "Have you not eaten yet? Are you hungry?"

Ye Jiaqi pulled up the curtains and walked down: "Yeah, eat."

"Mr. Evan sent you back? Why don't you ask someone to sit upstairs?"

"He...he happened to have something urgent to deal with, next time."

"Okay, remember to bring it back for me if you have the chance." Butler Sun lived so much, and she believed that she still had a look at people. Whether the man was sincere or false to Ye Jiaqi, at least she would see it.

"Miss Ye, Mr. Cheng came here tonight. He brought some delicious food here. You can try it later."

"Enjoy it? Has he been here? When?"

"It's not long before I left, it looks like I'm about ten minutes."

For more than ten minutes... Did he see her and Qiao Sinian? Ye Jiaqi is not sure.

"Why is he back? Today is not a weekend."

"I heard that I'm back on a business trip, and I'll go back to New York tomorrow."

"I'll call him later."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Cheng brought a lot of food here. Come and try it, and there are braised dishes."

Ye Jiaqi then left the balcony and walked towards the dining table.

The rainy night is a little more peaceful than usual, and the living room is still filled with a soluble warmth.

The crystal lamp emits a soft light, reflecting on Ye Jiaqi's fair face.

...

The second day of Qiao Sinian's business trip was Saturday, and the rain had already stopped.

Ye Jiaqi didn't sleep in early in the morning and took the time to go to his apartment.

This is her second time here.

The well-decorated apartment is gray-black, cool and light, and has no colors. The whole design is very consistent with Qiao Sinian's personality.

The apartment is quite big, with everything.

The kitchen was clean and she smiled, and she knew he couldn't cook.

She didn't help him clean up anything, but just watered the flowers and plants on the balcony for him, and opened the windows to breathe.

His apartment is neat and clean, and although deserted, it looks very comfortable.

The men's supplies in the bathroom are neatly arranged, without women's things, and without messy things like ****.

She opened the closet and ironed his clothes for him.

In the past, when she was in Qiao's house, she often helped him iron his clothes, and she became proficient in some things as she did.

She hung the ironed shirt and suit for him in the closet.

It's great that he's still alive.

This is already a lucky thing.

The weather is sunny today, and Ye Jiaqi was humming a song while wandering around his apartment.

It didn't take long, and she packed everything about him.

The community is well-green. After Ye Jiaqi finished, he rested on his balcony and looked out the window and drank boiled water.

Suddenly, Ou Fan called.

"Mr. Ou."

"Miss Ye, Mr. Meng's phone call has been opened." There was an anxious voice on the other end, "Mr. Meng is in a bad condition, very bad."

"What did you send?"
Chapter completed!