It's late at night.

It was quiet all around.

Ye Jiaqi was lying on the big velvet bed, holding the quilt with his little hands.

After Josnian turned off the lights, the surrounding area fell into darkness, with only the dim moonlight shining down from the curtains.

She couldn't sleep.

In the study, a man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window holding his mobile phone.

His deep gaze fell on the tall trees in front of him, and at a glance, he saw heavy white frost and mist.

"Master Qiao, I said you really don't care about your girlfriend's life or death?" Rong Jincheng said with a faint smile on the other end.

"Rong Jincheng, is Han Yurou still in your hands?"

"What do you mean, what do you mean, it's in my hands? It's like I'm forcing her." Rong Jincheng smiled faintly, "Yes, she is here with me, but we are in love.

"

"Why are you calling me?"

"I originally wanted to try calling, but I didn't expect Master Qiao to pick up the phone. I thought it was so late that Master Qiao would be having troubles in some woman's bed."

Josnian frowned.

He knew that Rong Jincheng returned to China at the end of the year and graduated from Stanford University. After returning to China, his reputation was very bad. In just a few days, he made many news headlines.

Mr. Qiao and Ms. Rong had conflicts in business, but each time they ended up with Mr. Rong failing.

He had dealt with Rong Jincheng's father, who was a very serious and calm man. Apart from the fact that Rong Jincheng looked similar to his father, the rest were very different.

"If nothing happens, I will die." Josnian said indifferently.

"No, no." Rong Jincheng said with a smile, "Master Qiao, do you have time to come out for a drink and a chat?"

"No time, no interest."

"It's only ten o'clock in the evening, and the nightlife has just started. Isn't Master Qiao working? Oh, yes, Qiao's stock price has fallen sharply recently, which will keep Master Qiao busy for a long time." There was something in Rong Jincheng's tone.

I deserve a beating even if I take pleasure in others' misfortune.

Mr. Rong suffered a lot from Mr. Qiao.

Now that Mr. Qiao has a problem, Rong Jincheng is certainly not in a bad mood.

Josnian has no interest in Rong Jincheng.

He didn't listen to Rong Jincheng's continued words and reached out to press the phone.

He threw the phone on the sofa and pulled at the collar of his nightgown indifferently.

The computer in the study room was still on, emitting a silent light. Next to the computer was a thick stack of documents.

Joe's...

Josnian rubbed his temples.

He turned around and took out a bottle of red wine from the wine rack, opened the cork, and poured half of it into the goblet.

The light in the study room was dim and warm, casting a light layer of color on the red wine in the glass.

Josnian didn't take a few sips.

However, when he returned to the bedroom, Ye Jiaqi still smelled the smell of alcohol on his body.

Ye Jiaqi didn't know what time it was, but he only knew that his hands were a little cold.

She grabbed his hand with her warm little hands and held it.

Josnian's eyebrows moved. In the darkness, he found her little head and pressed her into his arms.

"Still not asleep?" he asked.

"woke up."

"Did I wake you?"

"No, I woke up when I found out you were back." Ye Jiaqi whispered.

Josnian moved his lips, and there was a deep and deep light in his eyes.

"What time is it?" Ye Jiaqi asked.

"It's past twelve o'clock." Josnian deliberately said a little early. At this time, it was already two o'clock in the night.

"Are you tired? Let's sleep together." Ye Jiaqi's voice was a little vague.

"Yes." Josnian hugged her tightly and leaned against each other.
Chapter completed!