"Don't leave me alone." He whispered to himself.

He had been separated from her for many years, and they had missed each other for many years.

"Qiqi...can you hear me? Don't leave me alone." He repeated to himself.

However, no one responded to him.

The rain outside the window hits the sycamore tree, and the leaves make a "whirring" sound. This night is extremely quiet, empty and lonely.

After sitting for a long time, he stood up and opened the closet.

There are still a few pieces of her clothes in the closet that she didn't throw away or take away two years ago. She also didn't take away the gifts he bought her two years ago, they are all there...

There was a little light in his eyes, and his fingers gently touched the clothes, as if she was still there.

He also wanted to buy her many gifts, but why didn't she give him a chance?

That night, Qiao SiNa stayed up all night.

In the following days, he kept himself locked in Qiao's house and did not go out.

It rained for three days and then stopped.

Qiao's house has been tidied up by the servants, and it is no different from before.

This morning, after washing, he came downstairs and buttoned his shirt.

The servant ran to him: "Good morning, Mr. Qiao, we prepared milk, coffee, juice, sandwiches, ham this morning..."

"I want to eat wontons."

"This...this is not prepared."

"No need to prepare anything, just give me a cup of coffee."

"Just a cup of coffee? That's not good. You'll be hungry. Breakfast is very important."

"I said no, no need. Can't you hear me?" Josnian's temper increased and his face became gloomy.

"Yes, yes." The servant's shoulders were trembling with fear and she didn't dare to say a word.

Josnian glanced at her, unwilling to pay attention to these blind servants, and strode outside the villa to exercise in Qiao's house's gym.

As soon as Josnian left, the little maid was so frightened that she just slapped her chest: "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death."

"Xiao Hui, Mr. Qiao's temper is so weird. He never works and stays at home all day long. It's so strange."

Several servants who were working also came over and started talking about it: "No, he has a bad temper. Yesterday I saw a flower pot in the garden that was crooked. I was about to straighten it when he scolded me, "No!"

I just made a flower pot, what about it?"

"It's hard to see through the world of rich people, but is Mr. Qiao the only one in his family?"

"I don't know, but there are women's things in his room, and there's a children's room above!"

"That means he has a wife and children? What about his wife and children?"

"Mr. Qiao has such a bad temper. I guess my wife and son have run away a long time ago. I've only been here for a few days and I'm already a little overwhelmed. His temper is so bad. The key is that you don't even know how to offend him."

"Isn't that right? I'm still picky about food. I'm not satisfied with anything I do. I don't like to eat. There's nothing I can do about it."

"A grown man is so picky and picky about food."

"No wonder a woman can't bear it without a wife."

"I almost want to resign, but the salary is not bad, but I'm a little reluctant to give up."

"Be patient, where can I find a job with such a high salary? Besides, except that Mr. Qiao has a bad temper, there is nothing else, and the work is not tiring."

"Hey, that's right, bear with it. When can Mr. Qiao go out? He's at home and feels like it's gloomy every day, as if it's going to rain at any time."
Chapter completed!