"I don't want to see you sad and gossiped about," Huo Jingyi said.

"I have nothing to do with him for a long time..." Ye Jiaqi said lightly.

She had never broken off before, but Josnian unilaterally refused to allow her to break up. Once he let her go, how could she still bother with it?

"I haven't confirmed whether the news is true or not, but the woman's family is well off and her status is about the same as that of my eldest brother. The point is that the woman's father has a good background and has a mysterious and huge financial chain and connections behind him. Do you understand? There is politics.

Bless you, no one in the future will dare to pick on my eldest brother." Huo Jingyi told her this fact calmly.

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

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

Qiao Chengfan easily aroused all her emotions. When will she really let go?

More than two months...

Is half a year enough?

"No more, no more, I'm sorry for making you unhappy," Huo Jingyi said.

"It's okay." Ye Jiaqi said lightly and indifferently.

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

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

"Thanks."

"Come again, say 'thank you' to me." Huo Jingyi was quite dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do about Ye Jiaqi.

She just liked being so close to him.

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

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

The further we walked toward the capital, the heavier the rain fell.

It was still drizzling in Rongcheng, but now it was pouring rain halfway through.

The rain pounded on the windows, making a "crackling" sound.

The raindrops converge into lines and flow quickly.

The Qingming Festival is windy and cold, and everything is gone without a trace.

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

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

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

She flipped through them one by one.

There aren't many things written in it, just some mood notes, such as "It's my wedding day and my teeth have changed, and the little girl is getting prettier as she grows older."

"It's raining today and I feel uncomfortable. The only thing I want to do is miss you. You said you wanted to plant a garden of roses for me..."

There are also some poems, such as "I missed you all night long, and suddenly I came to the window and suspected it was you."

There is a quiet sadness between the lines, spreading like lilacs...

Ye Jiaqi's heart was touched when he saw it, and he couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

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

A small one-inch black and white photo fell out of the folder.

Ye Jiaqi quickly picked it up.

The black and white photo turned out to be a handsome young man with sharp edges, deep eyebrows and a faint smile at the corners of his lips.

She has never seen this man before.

Not even Zuo Pingkun.

The things that were vaguely hidden in her heart became more and more clear.

There were emotions in Ye Jiaqi's eyes that couldn't be resolved, and they became denser bit by bit.

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

Thousands of things began to connect slowly, like a rope, tightly strung together.

The panic and fear in my heart are getting bigger and bigger...

The rain outside the window hammered on the window, and even more on her heart.
Chapter completed!