The next morning, there was no wind, no fog, and no rain.

The sun penetrates the clouds and shines on everything in the capital. Vibrant green trees can be seen everywhere.

Ye Jiaqi wore a long ginger skirt, an off-white knitted shawl, and a pair of black leather shoes.

She never thought she would leave in this way, almost escaping, and did not dare to look at Qiao Zhai again.

Meng Chen personally came to pick up her and Butler Sun and drove them to the airport himself.

Aunt Mei couldn't make it because she had a caesarean section, so she only sent a message telling her to be careful on the road.

It was a long way to Chicago, so Aunt Mei asked Butler Sun to take more care of Ye Jiaqi.

Ye Jiaqi knew that Aunt Mei felt sorry for her, and she also thanked Aunt Mei for taking good care of her during this time.

I am very lucky to know Aunt Mei.

Josnian bought her many, many things, especially some time ago, and brought her gifts every day.

Now, she has left all those gifts in Qiao's house.

Now that Josnian is gone, the gift has lost all meaning.

Meng Chen is not a talkative person, and he didn't say too much along the way. He knew that Aunt Mei had said everything that needed to be said.

During this period, Ye Jiaqi never asked about Qin Shien's fate.

Meng Chen knew that Ye Jiaqi was dismissive of some people.

For more than a month, Qin Shien's life was not very good. He sat in a wheelchair all day long, looking in a daze. He loved nothing more than holding Qin Qing's photo and doing nothing else.

All his men were detained by the police, and he became a completely neglected old man.

He may not have thought that when he was almost eighty years old, he would be abandoned by everyone, and he would no longer be able to influence the world, and no one would fawn over him.

I originally had grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and could spend my old age happily, but I couldn't forget some gloomy past events.

Carrying too much burden will eventually crush you.

Airport.

Meng Chen took all the suitcases in for Ye Jiaqi. He didn't say much, but there was an endless gloom in his deep eyes.

"Mr. Meng, Butler Sun and I are going for security check. Thank you for sending us here. Take care." Ye Jiaqi said goodbye to Meng Chen.

Meng Chen's jawline tightened, and he nodded: "Take care of yourself too."

"Then we'll go in first."

"Um."

Meng Chen didn't try to persuade him to stay anymore, and Ye Jiaqi and Butler Sun walked side by side to the security checkpoint.

Ye Jiaqi carried a small bag, and Butler Sun pushed the suitcase.

Gradually, their figures disappeared into the crowd and could not be found.

Meng Chen stood there for a long time, his heart filled with a heaviness that would not go away.

He turned around and went out, found his car, sat in the car and lit a cigarette.

The smell of smoke slowly dissipated. He rubbed his temples vigorously and took another puff of cigarette.

Josnian left, Xiao Zi left, and Ye Jiaqi left too.

He was the only one left in the capital.

What he misses most is the days in his early twenties, when he was high-spirited and able to guide the country. He and Josnian talked about Qiao's future plans and worked on one project after another.

Even if he is socializing every night, raising money everywhere, and being plotted by others, he seems to be able to easily resolve all difficulties while talking and laughing.

At that time, I felt that the future was bright and that there was hope for everything.

But now, it's like a movie, the curtain has ended and people have dispersed.

The clothes are not as good as new, and the people are not as good as old.
Chapter completed!