Before Qiao Sinian could speak, Ye Jiaqi stopped the phone.

For some reason, my heart seemed to be empty.

She was clearly still happy just now, but when she finished saying this without receiving his positive response, her heart felt like she was beaten by a bell and drum, and it hurt so dull.

The pain was very heavy and spread little by little in her body.

The throat feels sour.

If she asked such a question in the past, how could he hesitate?

But now, he hesitated and silent.

The so-called hesitation is nothing more than not thinking about it and still being undecided.

He must be struggling in his heart, after all, it seems like a very difficult choice.

Before they lost their memory, they had been together for eighteen years. After losing their memory, Ye Jiaqi was just a passerby he had known for several months.

He knew Jiang Yao, which was much earlier than he knew her.

At most he had feelings for her, but he must have not yet risen to the point of love.

In fact, no matter how you choose, you can choose anything.

If she was him, she would hesitate... For a mature and rational man, the answer is very clear, and it can even be said that there is no need to think about it.

Ye Jiaqi put down his phone in a daze, and she was looking for trouble herself, so she insisted on asking him this question.

But this question is something that needs to be asked early or late.

She doesn't want to put herself and her baby in a dilemma.

The moment she met him again, she was prepared, that is...he would never recover his memory.

Ye Jiaqi turned off his phone, sighed, grabbed the quilt and went to sleep.

Just have a sleep and forget everything.

The autumn wind rustled outside, the curtains were closed, and the scenery outside the window was not visible, only the sound of the autumn wind blowing the leaves.

It's fake to say you don't mind.

Ye Jiaqi turned over, tossed and turned for several minutes before he slowly fell asleep.

The afternoon is long and long, like a piano piece, melodious and melodious, without an end.

In such a harmonious and peaceful afternoon, the bedroom was filled with a light fragrance, and Ye Jiaqi slept very peacefully.

But the little guy in his belly was not restless and would kick her occasionally.

When the little guy kicked her, she would frown, but because she was too sleepy, she would not wake up, but just frown.

In the dream, time is still infinitely beautiful, and the fragrant grass is fragrant.

In the living room, Butler Sun was cleaning the house.

She saw a large bag of things that Ye Jiaqi brought back and sighed.

I really don’t know what kind of man that Evan is, nor do I know whether he is really good or fake to Ye Jiaqi.

There are many things, all kinds of things, and even story books, which is quite thoughtful.

Butler Sun always feels that there is no chance of winning when fighting for the same man with a woman like Ye Jiaqi and Jiang Yao.

That Evan is likely to be just a little fresh to Ye Jiaqi, after all, Miss Ye is a very popular girl.

If this is true, how should she explain to Mr. Qiao...

Butler Sun shook his head and continued to sweep the floor.

She believed that Ye Jiaqi was a sensible person. After Master Qiao left, Ye Jiaqi was obviously mature and more rational. She would think twice before doing anything. She believed that Ye Jiaqi could handle the relationship with Evan well.

People are always growing step by step, and she sees Ye Jiaqi's growth.

She hoped that Evan was sincere to Ye Jiaqi, Ye Jiaqi's heart... could he be hurt again.
Chapter completed!