"Huh?" Josnian tilted his head and looked at her.

"My father, my father, who is the biological father?" Ye Jiaqi asked again.

"I don't know your father, but I know your child's father." Josnian pressed her down and narrowed his eyes, with a drunken curve at the corner of his lips.

"What's going on?" Ye Jiaqi held his forehead, "I can't say...then do you know where Zuo Pingkun went?"

"have no idea."

"Where are He Dangui and Zuo Qianqian?"

"have no idea."

"Then do you know how much money you have in your name?" Ye Jiaqi was furious.

"Nothing..."

Ye Jiaqi: "..."

She stopped asking. It seemed that he was really drunk.

However, it was unexpected that this man would have such a tight mouth when he was drunk. It seemed to be a habit developed through years of vigilance.

Don’t know anything? Who are you fooling?

"Then tell me, have you ever been to Rongcheng..." Ye Jiaqi asked again.

Josnian suddenly hugged her waist, put his head tiredly on her shoulder, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

The weight came down, and Ye Jiaqi became more helpless.

"Get up, do you know you are heavy?"

"..."

Josnian didn't say anything, but put his big hands around her waist and held her tightly.

His breathing gradually stabilized.

His face touched her cheek, which was hot.

"Josnian? Josnian..." She shouted several times, but there was no response.

Ye Jiaqi loosened his hand and put down his tie.

Gradually, his breathing became more peaceful.

He fell asleep.

Despite this, his big hands still wrapped around her waist and held her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

Whenever Ye Jiaqi moved, his hands tightened, as if it was a subconscious action.

They haven't interacted with each other for nearly half a year, and she doesn't know why he suddenly became drunk.

A grown man just leaned on her shoulder and pressed against her face.

Ye Jiaqi was pressed down by him and lay on the seat, helpless.

Ye Jiaqi was also very tired. He sighed tiredly and closed his eyes.

At this moment, she couldn't even run away.

In the car, I suddenly fell into darkness and endless silence.

The shallow moonlight shines into the car, and when the wind blows, you can hear the rustling of leaves outside.

Insects in summer hide in the grass, chirping with a long and short chirp.

The summer night is quiet and the sky is silent.

Ye Jiaqi just closed his eyes, his mind was very messy, like there were clumps of threads, but he couldn't find a clue.

Josnian drinks good wine, he doesn't vomit randomly, and he doesn't do weird things.

He just fell asleep quietly, putting away all the sharp edges he usually had, and also restrained his indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away.

Ye Jiaqi was helpless and his waist was tightened tightly.

She waited until he fell asleep before pulling away.

Josnian's palms felt hot, and hot warmth came from her waist.

He still had the familiar agarwood fragrance on him, vaguely mixed with the smell of alcohol, impacting her thoughts.

"Chengfan..." Suddenly, the man in his sleep frowned and murmured.

His voice was not loud, but very clear.

Ye Jiaqi's heart moved. Was he calling "Chengfan"?

In the moonlight, she saw fatigue and haggardness on the man's face.

She thought he didn't want to sail anymore, but it turned out that deep down she still missed her son...

Ye Jiaqi's heart was filled with excitement when he thought of that little guy.
Chapter completed!