Josnian walked up to her, leaned over, and saw the expression on her face clearly.

After standing for about ten minutes, Ye Jiaqi made any movement.

Probably because Josnian's sense of oppression was too strong, she moved her fingers and opened her eyes in a daze.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Josnian standing in a crisp black suit and neat tie.

Seeing his eyes falling on the painting in his hand, Ye Jiaqi's face turned pale, he sat up with a "Teng" sound, stretched out his hand and tore up the painting.

She stuffed the pieces in the trash can randomly, her hair was messy and she was breathing slightly.

His deep, deep, opaque eyes were still on her face. Only then did Ye Jiaqi realize that he had overreacted and ended up with three hundred taels of silver in this place.

Confused by sleep.

She calmed down and looked at him: "I accidentally fell asleep. Are you... coming back for lunch?"

"Butler Sun said you didn't have breakfast."

"No, I ate, but I didn't eat too much and couldn't finish it." She pretended to smile calmly, as if nothing had happened, "What time is it?"

"Half past eleven."

"Oh, that's good. Let's go down and eat." Ye Jiaqi didn't dare to say too many words.

Similarly, she was also afraid that his next sentence would suddenly say, "Ye Jiaqi, you shouldn't stay in Qiao's house", and she was afraid that he would not even have lunch with her.

Josnian stretched out his fingers and rubbed her face with his thumb: "Ever cried?"

"No, I'm not crying." Ye Jiaqi smiled.

"Yeah." Josnian put down his hand, "Let's eat."

After that, he turned around, left the balcony, and walked to the restaurant downstairs.

Butler Sun had already prepared lunch. In the past, Ye Jiaqi would help her cook it together. Today, Ye Jiaqi never came down from the balcony.

Ye Jiaqi followed Josnian. Her sapphire blue pearl sweater skirt made her slim and petite.

On her feet were a pair of pink plush slippers, and she followed him step by step.

She always kept three or four steps away from him, and he never stopped to wait for her.

Sometimes, Ye Jiaqi looked up at his slender and stern back, feeling a little dazed.

The confusion is probably that the stars and Tiny Herb will never come close.

He is as bright as a star, and she is as humble as grass.

Just like the three or four steps between them, in reality, there is also an unconcealable gap between them.

At the dining table, he served her a bowl of rice as usual, and then poured her a small bowl of delicious astragalus, red dates, and black-bone chicken soup.

Ye Jiaqi sat at the table, his face no longer showing coquettishness, and he awkwardly took the soup from him: "Thank you."

Josnian frowned and looked up at her: "Thank you for what."

"No, it's nothing." She lowered her head.

Normally, she was used to sitting with him, but today, she didn't dare and acted cautiously like a new guest.

At the dinner table, she didn't speak again.

Josnian was not a talkative person, so when she fell silent, the entire dinner table fell into silence.

Halfway through the meal, Josnian said calmly, "I drank too much last night."

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and plucked the white rice in the bowl without making a sound.

"Not anymore." Josnian gave her a piece of braised pork.

He brought her some vegetables and she ate them silently.

She didn't know what emotions were in her heart.
Chapter completed!