As soon as Qiao Sinian left, the air suddenly became silent.

Ye Jiaqi looked out the window. Somehow, it was not snowing in the city, it was only gloomy.

It seems that the temperature in Fengshan is still low, so it snows so heavily.

Ye Jiaqi pulled up the curtains and took out the yarn from the closet.

She agreed to knit a scarf for Qiao Chengfan and by the way.

She chose a cute tender yellow for Qiao Chengfan and a low-key smoke gray for Qiao Sinian.

This was the last thing she did for the father and son.

Many years later, she was just a passerby in their lives, silently.

She sat on the sofa without saying a word, knitting a scarf silently.

After Qiao Sinian left her, she went to the property notarization office.

The large inheritance of his mother has been handed over to him by Qin Shien, and he needs to be wary of Qiao Tianyou's wolf ambitions.

I completed the procedures early so that I could not have many dreams.

Although Qin Qing has not much heritage, it is mainly made of antique calligraphy, painting and jewelry, and it is priceless.

"Mr. Qiao, have all the property transferred to your name?" asked Lawyer Chen.

"Go to her."

Qiao Sinian handed over a marriage certificate.

He lit a cigarette, and his face was cold and light.

Lawyer Chen was surprised and nodded: "Okay, Mr. Qiao, I'll go and handle it right away, soon."

"Um."

After the lawyer left, Qiao Sinian stood alone at the window and smoked.

The sky outside was gloomy.

...

Half a month later.

Ye Jiaqi finally knitted the scarves of father and son, one big and one little.

She goes to work during the day and stops playing games when she comes back at night, so she is busy knitting scarves.

I haven't tried it for many years, but I didn't expect it to be good.

The little scarf she knitted for Qiao Chengfan was particularly cute, which could be regarded as a way to solve her thoughts.

Qiao Sinian has not come back in the past half month, and occasionally calls her to ask about her well-being.

It seems that he should be on a business trip.

Ye Jiaqi hadn't seen Huo Jingyi for half a month.

The days without Huo Jingyi making noise in his ears suddenly became quiet.

In the middle of winter, the weather is particularly cold.

It was already dark when I got off work in the evening.

"Miss Ye, I'm free today, why don't I meet tonight?"

Ye Jiaqi grabbed the phone and a phone call came from the other end.

The young man's voice was clear and light, without desire or demand.

Like his name, Ji Qinghan.

She wrapped her scarf tightly, her face slightly surprised: "Didn't you say you haven't had time abroad recently? Why did you suddenly return to the capital?"

She thought it would take him a while before he would come back.

In an instant, my heart suddenly trembled.

"I'm back after a while."

"How long will you be back this time?"

"Three days."

Ye Jiaqi grabbed the phone, his eyes quenched with a calm temperature, and suddenly he didn't know how to speak.

The place where the heart was like a hand, suddenly holding it tight.

"Miss Ye, I also have to go abroad to take care of Ayue. If you think about it, let's talk tonight." Ji Qinghan continued.

"Where did you see it?" Ye Jiaqi's voice was a little fluttering.

"Just let's have a cafe here in Five Star Plaza."

The whistling wind came from the other end, and Ji Qinghan should be standing outside.

There was a flash of confusion in Ye Jiaqi's eyes.

After a long time, she nodded: "Okay."

"Well, then I'll drive over first."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Jiaqi stood there for a long time, and he didn't even feel the wind cut on his face.

Ji Qinghan, a real estate upstart.

But this is his superficial identity, and he has another unknown identity, the hypnotist.
Chapter completed!