This time, it was Ye Jiaqi's turn to be stunned.

She looked at the sky and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

After a long while, she said quietly: "Don't send it to me, I don't want to read it."

"Don't worry, I won't send it to you for the time being, and I don't want these private photos to be spread out. Evan has never touched you, right? Then you are quite unlucky. Let me tell you, this man looks at Sven,

In bed...it's not so fierce."

From the other end, there was a low laughter.

Ye Jiaqi's long eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes were filled with endless darkness, like the night sky with the light extinguished, empty and without luster.

"Ye Jiaqi, let me warn you again. Be more honest in Chicago from now on. Don't seduce men before your husband is dead. If you try to seduce Evan again, don't blame me for being rude."

"Jiang Yao, has anyone ever told you that you are actually very incompetent?"

Jiang Yao choked and her face turned red: "Ye Jiaqi, don't mess with me!"

"I have never provoked you. You have used me as a target of provocation time and time again. I am pregnant, so I am too lazy to argue with you. Also, if you really like that man, just take it away. I don't want it anymore."

"Don't be so generous. You can't reach Evan. Look at his education, wealth and status. Do you think a bumpkin like you can reach him?"

Ye Jiaqi pursed his lips and remained silent.

"The most important thing for a person is self-knowledge." Jiang Yao continued, "I think if you really like Evan, you should bless him and wish him to find his true other half. A man as dazzling as him should have been

Matching an equally dazzling woman, right?"

"Yes." Ye Jiaqi admitted this a long time ago, "But the one who is worthy of him is a truly dazzling woman, not a gold-plated, good-looking woman like you."

"You!" Jiang Yao felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her from head to toe, "Ye Jiaqi, you really have no self-awareness at all. You deserve to die, your husband, and your child has no father!"

"Jiang Yao, you are too vicious." Ye Jiaqi's eyes were full of waves, with water splashing everywhere.

"If you didn't provoke me, would I be so vicious? Ye Jiaqi, it's all because of you. You're not a good person either!"

"Hang up."

Ye Jiaqi hung up the phone without saying another word.

My heart throbbed uncontrollably, and my shoulders were shaking violently.

Her eyelashes trembled, she couldn't control her emotions.

She is a human being, not a god. She really doesn't know how long she can control it.

After becoming pregnant, she even restrained her last little temper. She actually didn't know what to do, and it seemed that whatever she did was wrong.

That man... was beyond her control in the first place.

Ye Jiaqi picked up the cup with trembling hands and took a sip of hot water in an attempt to suppress his emotions.

But, unexpectedly, after drinking the water, tears surged out like a flood bursting from a dam.

She covered her face and cried.

The crying was intermittent, sobbing and suppressed.

The bedroom was very quiet. She covered her mouth to prevent her crying from coming out. She was afraid that Butler Sun would hear it.

Her trembling figure was reflected on the transparent glass window. She was curled up in the cold chair, like a helpless child, alone and helpless.

The night sky was endless and Ye Jiaqi was the only one on the small balcony.
Chapter completed!