"I don't want to see you sad and gossiped. 【Latest chapter reading. Huo Jingyi said.

"I've had nothing to do with him for a long time," Ye Jiaqi said lightly.

It has not been broken before, but Qiao Sinian unilaterally did not allow her to break it, as soon as he let go, how could she still entangle.

"I haven't confirmed whether the news is true or not, but the woman's family is well-off and her status is on par with my eldest brother. The point is that the woman's father is in politics and is already at the ministerial level. Does the minister understand? With political protection, no bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods will dare to pick my eldest brother easily in the future. Huo Jingyi calmly told her this fact.

"Don't tell me again, I don't want to hear it." Ye Jiaqi looked dazed.

The tears on her face dried, and she wiped her eyes and held her forehead.

A Qiao Chengfan easily provoked all her emotions, when would she really let go?

It's been more than two months

Is half a year enough?

"Don't say it, don't say it, I'm sorry to upset you." Huo Jingyi said.

"It's fine." Ye Jiaqi understated and his tone was bland.

The car drove smoothly forward, and she sat calmly in the car.

"I'll help you find Zuo Pingkun, wait for my news."

"Thank you."

"Come again, say 'thank you' to me." Huo Jingyi was quite dissatisfied, but he couldn't do anything about Ye Jiaqi.

She just likes to be so angry with him.

After chatting for a while, Ye Jiaqi felt tired, she hung up the phone and put away her phone.

There was a faint mist in her blank eyes, like smoke and rain outside the window, which could not be blown away or dissolved.

The further you go in the direction of the capital, the heavier the rain falls.

It was still drizzling in Rongcheng, and it was already pouring rain halfway through the road.

The rain crashed on the windows with a "crackling" sound.

The raindrops converge in a line and flow quickly.

Qingming is cold, and everything is without a trace.

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and took out his mother's notebook from his backpack.

Flipping through the thick cover, she saw her mother's name written on the first page: Ye Yunxiao.

Her mother's handwriting is very beautiful, the words are like her person, quiet and elegant.

She flipped through them one by one.

There are not many things written in it, and some mood notes, such as "The good time has changed her teeth, and the longer the little girl grows, the better she looks".

"It's raining today, I'm not feeling well, the only thing I want to do is miss you. You said you were going to plant a yard of roses for me."

There are also some poems, such as "Acacia plum blossoms overnight, suddenly in front of the window suspected to be Jun".

There is a quiet sadness between the lines, like a lilac, spreading

Ye Jiaqi was touched by it, and he couldn't bear to look at it again.

Just as she was about to close the notebook, suddenly—

A tiny, one-inch black-and-white photograph fell out of the folder.

Ye Jiaqi hurriedly picked it up.

The black-and-white photo shows a handsome young man, with sharp edges, deep eyebrows and eyes, and a smile on the corner of his lips.

This man, she had never seen.

Not even Zuo Pingkun.

The things that were vaguely hidden in her mind became clearer and clearer.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were hiding emotions that could not be dissolved, and they were getting thick little by little.

She clipped the photo back into her notebook, closed it and put it back in her backpack.

A thousand things began to slowly connect, and in the dark it was like a rope, tightly strung together.

The panic and fear in my heart are also amplified little by little

The rain outside the window knocked on the window, and it hit her heart even more.

There are two kinds of fate in the world, one is called fate, and the other is called calamity.