Ye Jiaqi poured Ji Qinghan a cup of tea.

"Mr. Ji, I only have tea at home, and I don't know if you like to drink it."

Ji Qinghan didn't choose, he smiled and nodded: "I love tea."

Ye Jiaqi had a good impression of Ji Qinghan. The man was elegant, gentle, with a good personality and a good temper.

Moreover, it is very affectionate.

"You don't look very good." Ji Qinghan looked at her.

Ye Jiaqi touched his cheek and smiled: "No, right? Maybe it's too cold."

"You live alone?"

"My friend has gone abroad, and I haven't been able to contact her for a long time." Ye Jiaqi's tone was full of disappointment.

She wanted to be Pianran so much.

Huo Jingyi said that Liang Haotian was taking care of You Pianran in Switzerland and told her not to worry.

But why didn't Pianran give her a call after so long?

She really misses her very much.

Without Pianran at home, she was bored by herself.

I especially miss Pianran, that carefree girl who loves to laugh and make fun.

Ji Qinghan took a sip of tea and looked around Ye Jiaqi's small house.

She kept the place in order and made it feel like home. Even the walls were covered with a layer of clean and beautiful floral wallpaper.

There is a light and elegant fragrance in the air.

Ji Qinghan could tell that Ye Jiaqi was a girl who loved life very much.

He is simple-minded and has no complicated thoughts.

However, such girls are also the most vulnerable to injury.

"Miss Ye, your life has just begun. After forgetting the past, you must continue to move forward. In fact, whether it is thorns or flowers, the road ahead is worth walking on." Ji Qinghan's voice was sexy and gentle.

"Mr. Ji is very good at comforting people."

Ye Jiaqi really liked Ji Qinghan.

It's easy to be friends with him.

"It's not a comfort, it's a fact." Ji Qinghan smiled, "You will always meet someone who appears just for you, and your life will get better and better. Believe me, one day you will be happy."

Ye Jiaqi admitted that he was comforted by Ji Qinghan.

He was like a mentor, giving her guidance and hope.

"Mr. Ji, do you want to have dinner?"

"Have eaten." Ji Qinghan said, "Since you have made your decision, we will start later?"

He glanced at his watch, it was past seven o'clock.

"Um."

It was windy outside, and the wind was blowing the fog, dancing and circling.

Outside the window was a field of wet and white flowers.

A shallow layer of water mist covered the glass, and the mist slowly accumulated, gradually converging into water lines, winding down.

On the road, a black Rolls-Royce was speeding along.

On the passenger seat was a carefully selected gift he gave her - an exquisite music box.

It was six o'clock when he got off the plane. After getting out, he drove directly to where she lived.

He wanted to give her a surprise.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the glass of the Rolls-Royce is blurred.

There were not many pedestrians and vehicles on the road, so Josnian drove very fast.

I don't know why, but my eyelids keep twitching, and I always have a strange feeling in my heart.

Josnian suppressed the bad thoughts in his chest and lit a cigarette at the traffic light.

The taste of nicotine can really numb your nerves.

In the darkness, Josnian's side face was stern and dignified, and his eyes were filled with flickering light and endless depth.

Smoke enveloped his body and dispersed.

The Rolls-Royce is like a swift flying through the mist.
Chapter completed!