Qiao Zhai.

It was almost nine o'clock when Ye Jiaqi woke up, feeling lazy and unmotivated.

After washing, she went downstairs in slippers.

Butler Sun was putting fresh flowers in the vase. When he saw Ye Jiaqi coming down, he smiled and said, "Miss Ye, are you hungry? I'll get you breakfast."

"It seems to have rained all night." Ye Jiaqi looked out the window.

A light layer of mist condensed on the glass window, and through the mist, it was raining heavily outside.

"Yes, it rained all night. It is like this every year around Qingming Festival. It is a rainy season." Butler Sun brought a hot breakfast to Ye Jiaqi, "Miss Ye, are you going out today?"

"I won't go out." Ye Jiaqi shook his head, "I like to stay at home when it rains."

I miss my mother a little bit, and I also miss Xiaoguai a little bit.

While eating breakfast, Ye Jiaqi was obviously absent-minded and kept looking at the beautiful daisies in the vase.

She remembered that her mother loved to draw, and she was best at painting still lifes, especially flowers.

Zuo Pingkun was reluctant to buy flowers for his mother, so her mother drew various flowers on the drawing board by herself.

It was also on those drawing papers that she met the Blue Enchantress, the daisies, and the lavender...

Mom's paintings are very beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful. She doesn't think they are any worse than the paintings in the art exhibition.

In her heart, her mother is the most gentle, beautiful and elegant being. Even in Rongcheng, where food and clothing are a problem, her mother Ye Yunxiao still manages to look beautiful every day.

The long skirt is spotless.

Thinking of the beauty of his childhood, Ye Jiaqi's eyes became moist, and a layer of white mist formed in front of his eyes.

In fact, she really wanted to tell her mother that she was living a good life now and had a person she loved very much.

She also wanted to take Josnian to Rongcheng and tell her mother that he was the one she loved.

It's a pity...Josnian will never pass.

Ye Jiaqi carefully hid her thoughts in her heart, and she did not dare to carry Josnian to Rongcheng.

During the Qingming Festival, she could only miss him in her heart.

"Miss Ye, are you worried? I think you are not in a good mood." Butler Sun came over.

"Ah, no." Ye Jiaqi shook his head, "It's just a rainy day, a bit depressing."

"If you're bored, you can call Master Qiao. He said you can call him at any time."

"No, he's working and I don't want to disturb him." Ye Jiaqi was eating breakfast.

Rice Ball ran over from outside and squatted at Ye Jiaqi's feet, turning its curious little head. It also rubbed Ye Jiaqi's calf from time to time.

"Fantuan, why don't you go play with Ah Li? Qiqi is leaving in a few days and will come back to see you." Ye Jiaqi whispered to it.

"Hmm." The rice ball nuzzled Ye Jiaqi obediently, as if he understood what she said.

"Xiao Fanfan misses you very much, and I miss him too." Ye Jiaqi was eating the porridge in his bowl, his thoughts racing.

I can't carry it, and I have a lot of sorrow.

The sky is dark.

She didn't call Josnian until noon, then she sent him a text message: Are you coming back for dinner?

In the conference room, Josnian took the phone and replied with two words: No reply.

It was already nearly twelve o'clock at noon, and the lengthy internal meeting had not yet ended.

Rong Jincheng obviously didn't have much patience anymore. Throughout the morning, his waist almost broke.
Chapter completed!