When we came out, it was already pitch dark.

The square was very lively with people coming and going.

The summer night wind blows on your body, which is a kind of sultry comfort, neither cold nor hot, just right.

Ye Jiaqi walked slowly, and she went to the store again to bring a small gift to Butler Sun.

Butler Sun is loyal to her without asking for anything in return, and she will treat her like her mother.

Ye Jiaqi suddenly remembered that his birthday was coming soon.

There is no Chinese Valentine's Day custom in foreign countries, so she almost forgot her birthday. Now while walking on the road, she remembered that her birthday was coming soon.

The best birthday gift this year is the baby in your belly.

She didn't care too much about her birthday. She would just ask Butler Sun to cook a few more dishes and make herself a cake.

The evening breeze blew on her body, blowing her soft hair.

She didn't stay in the square for too long and took the subway back home.

"Miss Ye, I'm back and bought a lot of snacks." Butler Sun said with a smile.

"Yes, I brought you a small gift, here." Ye Jiaqi handed the handbag to Butler Sun.

"Ms. Ye, thank you for your trouble. You haven't eaten yet. Sit down, sit down. The meal is ready."

"good."

The food was still very fragrant and delicious, and Butler Sun also specially stewed nourishing pigeon soup.

Ye Jiaqi's life in Chicago is very regular. After eating every day, he takes a walk, comes back to take a bath, reads a book, and tells stories to his baby.

Today is no exception.

After blow-drying her hair, she sat on the sofa, wearing light pink pajamas and holding a storybook.

"Baby, let's continue telling the story of "The Ugly Duckling"." Ye Jiaqi flipped through the storybook, his eyes as gentle and charming as spring water, and his black hair hanging down on his chest, gentle and sweet.

Her gentle voice told the story to the baby word for word, tirelessly.

Sometimes when Butler Sun sees Ye Jiaqi, he can't help but stop and sigh.

Such a gentle and beautiful little girl, how could God be so cruel to her?

If Master Qiao were here, he would definitely hold mother and son in his hands and love them.

"Baby, do you understand? The ugly duckling eventually turned into a white swan, because, it was originally a white swan." Ye Jiaqi patiently turned over the paper, the air conditioning air blowing on his body, which was particularly comfortable, "Okay, let's talk about it later.

Something else?"

Just as Ye Jiaqi lowered her head to flip through the book, the child in her belly kicked her a few times.

Ye Jiaqi touched his belly gently: "Don't make trouble."

Ye Jiaqi is very patient. When she talks to the baby, her eyebrows and eyes are always smiling, with full softness and sweetness.

Since her work was taken over by her colleagues, she no longer has to take her work home at night, which makes her feel more relaxed than before and she has more time to spend with her baby.

However, I don't feel safe in my heart.

She was always afraid that if she went there early the next morning, HR would inform her that she didn't have to come to work.

In fact... she still wants to continue to be responsible for the casino project, and she still has many inspirations and ideas that she has not had time to share.

Unfortunately, she has never encountered that project again recently.

Josnian has already made the choice between right and wrong, hasn't he?

The night outside the window was extremely dark. After telling stories for a while, Ye Jiaqi yawned and then realized that it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

She closed the curtains and returned to the bedroom.
Chapter completed!