Ten days before the Chinese New Year, Ye Jiaqi began his vacation.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the weather is extremely cold.

The north wind blew loudly, cutting my face like a knife.

On the first day of vacation, Ye Jiaqi was in a very good mood. She took the subway home with a pile of documents and magazines in her arms.

But she didn't expect that as soon as she arrived downstairs in the community, she saw a man in a black coat standing in the distance.

The man is tall and has a slender back.

Ye Jiaqi didn't recognize it for a while.

He walked over doubtfully, and when he got closer, he discovered——

It's Meng Chen.

Why is he here?

She went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Meng Chen came here, he must be looking for her.

"Mr. Meng?"

Ye Jiaqi walked over holding the magazine, frowned and shouted.

Meng Chen heard the voice and turned his head.

"Miss Ye." He nodded, "I'm looking for you."

"Looking for me?" Ye Jiaqi didn't move, "What's the matter?"

"Miss Ye, something happened to Mr. Qiao."

Meng Chen's voice was soft and hoarse, and his face was particularly haggard and pale.

When he looked at Ye Jiaqi, there was not much emotion in his deep eyes, only endless silence.

"Wow"——

Ye Jiaqi's hand shook, and all the magazines and documents in his hand fell to the ground.

A huge sound.

There was confusion in her bright eyes, like the white frost on dead leaves, clear and desolate.

"You, what did you say?"

There was a bitter taste in her throat, and she didn't know where the emotion came from.

Suddenly, they all rushed up.

Even she herself was caught off guard.

Just like the sea water... it turned over and engulfed her in an instant.

Ye Jiaqi looked at Meng Chen steadily.

"Something happened to Master Qiao in London. Qiao Tianyou failed in his lawsuit and committed fraud. He sent people to surround Master Qiao and his grandfather on the road." Meng Chenyan stated briefly and comprehensively, "On the mountain road, the car rolled over and Master Qiao and his grandfather were missing.

cliff."

For a moment, Ye Jiaqi felt that the sun was very dazzling.

Every word Meng Chen said was harsh.

The world seemed to be upside down, and Ye Jiaqi felt dizzy.

"Miss Ye!" Meng Chen shouted.

"I'm fine." Ye Jiaqi's face turned pale and she moved the corners of her lips, "Then what."

She asked these three words calmly, as if she was hearing the ending of a story.

I want to know, but I am afraid of knowing.

When I heard the ending, it seemed like everything was settled.

Meng Chen looked at Ye Jiaqi and said calmly: "Qiao Tianyou's car collided with Master Qiao's car and also rolled over the cliff."

"Both cars crashed and three bodies were found at the foot of the cliff."

"Ms. Ye, the accident occurred in London last night."

Meng Chen stated all the facts to Ye Jiaqi.

His tone was as usual, calm and stern.

Ye Jiaqi didn't come back to his senses for a long time, Meng Chen's low voice was still floating in his ears.

"Tumbling over the cliff", "crash", "three corpses"...

The key words kept echoing in Ye Jiaqi's ears, which was like thunder.

Over and over again, the cycle repeats...

The blood all over Ye Jiaqi's body was flowing backwards, and his body became stiff little by little.

My limbs were numb, and I suddenly lost all feeling.

There was a sourness in my throat, like a stone blocking it, and I couldn't tell the taste.

The magazine fell to the ground, and when the wind blew, the pages moved, making a "swishing" sound.

This sound became the only movement at this moment.

Ye Jiaqi stood there, his eyes blank and lifeless.

It only lasted a few minutes, but it felt like death.

She couldn't accept this fact.

Not really.
Chapter completed!