After breakfast, Qiao Chengfan followed the driver to school.

The rain is still falling.

Ye Jiaqi knew that the training ground was not far from the villa, so she took the initiative to ask Butler Sun to go to the training ground for a walk.

She also wanted to see what the current training ground was like.

"Miss Ye, please wear a thicker coat, otherwise I won't worry about taking you there. It's raining and windy, and it's quite cold." Butler Sun warned.

"Yeah." Ye Jiaqi took a thick khaki windbreaker and tied up his hair with a hair tie.

Go out of the villa, turn left, and walk about 100 meters to the training ground gate.

There are green grass everywhere, and there are many bonsais placed at the door. They are full of greenery and vitality, as if they are not afraid of wind and rain.

Butler Sun was holding an umbrella, and Ye Jiaqi was carrying breakfast.

The training ground is in European style, with a medieval retro feel, and the decoration and design are very heavy.

As soon as Ye Jiaqi stepped in, his steps became heavy and his breathing became lighter.

Raindrops fell on her face, as cool as ice, and her long eyelashes were covered with a layer of mist.

Ye Jiaqi didn't know the way. After Butler Sun and the guard explained their purpose, someone took them to find Qiao Chengfan's master.

Inside, it was heavily guarded and as quiet as night.

Here, Ye Jiaqi could clearly hear his footsteps and heartbeat, one after another.

Ye Jiaqi was unfamiliar and curious about this place. It turned out that this place was the place where he stayed before she met him.

Ye Jiaqi panicked when he saw the training props.

Fortunately, after she followed Josnian, Josnian didn't send her over.

If it were really sent here, it would be a shame that the heavens would not respond and the earth would not respond.

After walking about fifty or sixty steps further, Ye Jiaqi saw from a distance under the eaves of a roof, Qiao Chengfan's master and Meng Chen sitting on the ground, looking at the rain and talking.

The old man's eyes were calm and proud, and he looked forward calmly, with a cold and serious expression on his face.

But Meng Chen was very silent, rarely speaking, and just smoking one cigarette after another.

Smoke enveloped Meng Chen's face.

Ye Jiaqi paused and looked at Meng Chen intently.

Meng Chen has lost a lot of weight, and there is a damp mist on his forehead. His long gray-black windbreaker looks loose and loose on his body. The stubble on his chin seems to have not been repaired for several days, and his face is full of tiredness.

Ye Jiaqi didn't expect to meet Meng Chen in this way.

She and Meng Chen have been unable to contact each other for a long time.

From a distance, Ye Jiaqi looked at Meng Chen for a long time.

The old man and Meng Chen seemed to notice someone coming and looked over here.

Ye Jiaqi saw Meng Chen's hand trembling slightly, but he soon regained his composure.

"Master, Mr. Meng, you haven't had breakfast yet." Ye Jiaqi came over and said, "Come in and have something to eat. I'll bring it to you."

Meng Chen couldn't help but brush off Ye Jiaqi's kindness, nodded and stood up.

Butler Sun put away his umbrella and glanced at Meng Chen, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

Why is that high-spirited Assistant Meng so haggard?

It's not as cold inside the house as outside, it's even warm.

It is also a purely European-style room. The decoration is mainly white and gold, which is magnificent and has a retro and heavy feel.

Butler Sun poured tea for them respectively.

None of them were friendly people, so the room was extremely silent for a while.

They didn't eat much, or maybe they were not in the mood.

"I made some of the snacks. If they don't taste good, please be patient." Ye Jiaqi smiled.
Chapter completed!