"You go back." Ye Jiaqi said lightly.

"Um."

Qiao Sinian held a mobile phone in one hand and a handful of purple roses in the other. Although she was standing by the corridor, she still had a lot of rain on her hair because she didn't hold an umbrella.

Purple roses are a unique color in the corridor, bright and bright, and pleasant fragrance.

The thorns on the roses were patiently removed by Qiao Sinian, because he was afraid of pricking her hand.

The flowers were wrapped in transparent cellophane and a bow was tied with a pink ribbon. Although they were not as exquisitely packaged in the flower shop, he also spent a lot of effort.

It’s a pity that Ye Jiaqi doesn’t want it.

It was raining outside, the rain drizzled, the temperature dropped sharply, and the autumn wind was chilling.

A gust of wind blew up the corner of Qiao Sinian's windbreaker and he stood in the corridor and looked up at the upstairs.

From his perspective, she could see her bedroom, with the curtains half-pulled.

However, the situation inside is impossible to see anything.

She was resting or reading a book? Her voice sounded weak and might be uncomfortable.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Sinian stood downstairs for a long time. The rain fell on him, and he was unaware of it.

There was a hazy mist on his long eyelashes, and the rain wet his face.

He stood like this until Yu Kang called.

"President, where are you? Someone from the headquarters came and said he wanted to check the financial statements and project progress of last month, and there was also a shareholders' meeting."

"I'll come."

"Okay, I'll be responsible for the reception first."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Sinian held the rose and looked up at the upstairs again.

She couldn't see anything, she was determined not to see him.

The rain floated over and fell on his eyes. When the long eyelashes moved slightly, a layer of crystal mist fell on the thick and slender eyelashes.

The roses are also full of water dew, and the bright purple is particularly dazzling. Qiao Si Nian holding the flowers has become a unique landscape in the rain.

He stood downstairs for a long time before he retracted his gaze and left sadly in his arms with the rose.

Without an umbrella, Qiao Sinian walked into the rain.

The wind blew up the corner of his clothes, and his tall figure turned around a corner and disappeared.

Butler Sun went downstairs to buy vegetables. When she held up her umbrella and walked downstairs, she was stunned when she saw the black figure.

What a familiar back!

picture……

Butler Sun was dumbfounded and his eyes widened.

No, it is impossible, there is no possibility.

There are too many people with similar backs, and the man holding a rose cannot be Mr. Qiao.

She held an umbrella and chased after her for a few steps. By the time she chased her, Qiao Sinian had already gotten into the car.

Maybach was like a swift, sailing away from the community and galloping on the road.

Butler Sun stood there for a long time, staring at him with his mouth wide open.

picture……

The back is really similar!

Although she hasn't seen Master Qiao for half a year, she has never forgotten Master Qiao's appearance.

The man’s back looks so similar to Mr. Qiao!

Tall, tall, tall, slender.

Butler Sun's hand holding an umbrella was very cold.

It took a long time before she looked back and sighed, with a helpless look in her eyes.

She was dazzled.

How could Mr. Qiao be in Chicago? If he really was in Chicago, how could he not come to see her or Miss Ye? Miss Ye is still pregnant with his flesh and blood, so why would he not be able to see him?

It was her dazzled.

There are many people in this world who look like, let alone a back.

Butler Sun sighed again, held an umbrella and walked out of the community.

The rain spreads, and the white mist is covered in eyes.
Chapter completed!