Men are really strange creatures. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Men often say that they can't see through women, but how can women see through men.

Ye Jiaqi didn't quite understand why Song Shaoyan was already married, why he was still with other women.

Huo Jingyi said that men distinguish "love" and "sex" very clearly.

Is Song Shaoyan the same?

Ye Jiaqi suddenly felt that he was a little white flower in love.

She has never been in love, and she really doesn't understand the mind of a man.

It's just that she thinks Song Shaoyan is too much.

Ning An is such a beautiful and gentle girl, where can she compare to this little woman?

Not far away, Bentley started up and walked away.

Ye Jiaqi was angry.

But this kind of thing, even if she saw it, she didn't dare to tell Ning An.

First, she is not familiar with Ning An, and secondly, it is inconvenient to meddle in housework.

Ye Jiaqi was so angry that he scolded Song Shaoyan for a few words, and then went home with his shopping bag.

In these years, there is no reliable man.

I really don't know that Song Shaoyan has a beautiful wife, what else is not satisfied, and he is still stealing outside.

After returning home, Ye Jiaqi began to cook hot pot.

It was too monotonous to eat hot pot alone, so she simply called Ji Qinghan.

"Mr. Ji, are you free? I invite you to eat hot pot? After eating, it's time for us to talk again? ”

"I have something on my hands, I'm afraid I can't go."

"Oh" Ye Jiaqi was slightly disappointed, "Then when are you free?" ”

"Huh? Have you figured it out? ”

"Hmm. I was going to let you help me after eating hot pot together, but if you are busy, then I will wait for you. ”

"Okay, at night, right? I'll be here by seven o'clock in the evening. ”

"Tonight?"

"yes, tonight, do you really have to think it through?"

Ji Qinghan asked her categorically, and Ye Jiaqi's heart was filled with a faint coldness.

She gripped her phone tightly, her lips trembling slightly.

"I'll send you the address."

"Hmm."

Hanging up the phone, Ye Jiaqi sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the wall.

In the kitchen, the hot pot makes a "hissing" sound.

Ye Jiaqi came back to his senses and walked over to continue cooking hot pot.

Her face was very pale, without a trace of blood, especially her lips, which were as pale as paper.

After today, she can say goodbye to the past completely.

The capital is still this capital, but Ye Jiaqi is no longer the Ye Jiaqi.

From then on, she would have to forget the man named Josnian, forget his name, and forget everything about him.

Fifteen years of memories of him will burn to ashes.

Barren.

Ye Jiaqi took the bowl and sat at the table eating lunch blankly, his eyes empty.

Tears fell suddenly.

Click, click

landed on the back of her hand.

Suddenly, she remembered some sporadic past events, and thought of the scene where they ate hot pot at Qiao's house back then.

He doesn't like to eat out and spends most of his time coming home.

Winter is a good time to eat hot pot.

On weekends, she especially wanted to eat hot pot, so she went to the kitchen to be coquettish with Aunt Lu.

"Aunt Lu, shall we eat hot pot tonight? I'll do it for you. ”

Aunt Lu smiled: "Little Miss, Master Qiao doesn't like to eat hot pot very much, he doesn't like the taste, why don't I take you out to eat next time?" ”

She instantly deflated her mouth: "It's really inedible?" ”

"Why don't you give a call to Master Qiao?"

"Forget it." She didn't dare to call him, she was afraid that he would be upset.

He didn't like to eat, so she let him go and didn't eat either.