Her floral skirt lay on the ground like a blooming flower.

She just sat quietly.

There was nothing on the white wall, but in front of her eyes, everything over the years kept appearing on the wall.

There is mother's smiling face, Josnian's figure, and Xiao Fanfan's appearance...

Everything is so complicated, every plant and every tree is filled with emotions.

The sun shone in from the large window and fell on her face and body, coating her fair face with a light golden color.

The truth overwhelmed her.

She never thought that her casual search would lead to this complicated grudge.

What is meant to come will eventually come, and what is meant to be paid back will eventually come.

That's how fate likes to joke.

She knew that Josnian must regret meeting her fifteen years ago, regretting taking her home, regretting the delay in knowing the truth.

I regret being so nice to my enemy's child, and regretting not shooting her to death in the first place.

Fortunately, he won't regret it for the rest of his life.

If he lets her live, she will disappear in front of him forever, never appear again, and never disturb his happiness again.

This is all she can do.

There were fragments of the black and white photo on the ground. Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and picked up the photo with both hands.

She slowly put the photos together on the ground.

It turns out...this man is really her biological father.

She hasn't had time to see him yet.

My mother must have missed him all these years.

Ye Jiaqi held the photo, and her heart was just like the photo, shattered and unable to stick together anymore.

The feeling of almost collapse runs through the whole body, and the belated truth turns out to be so bloody.

Unexpected answers are always shocking.

Ye Jiaqi's hair was hanging down. She lowered her head and silently pieced together the photos in her hand.

At this moment, she suddenly felt lucky that her original baby was gone.

If the baby is still alive, how will Josnian face that child?

Had a child with the enemy’s granddaughter?

After all...how many people can bear the pain of a murderous murder?

Meng Chen's father also died in that accident.

She didn't know how Josnian would feel when he recalled every moment he spent with her afterwards: disgust, or hatred?

She thought, the most regret would be...

She couldn't guess what was in his heart, he could always hide himself so well that she couldn't see anything.

Ye Jiaqi picked up the photo and stood up supporting the wall.

The floral skirt was messy and wrinkled, and her face was as pale as paper.

She raised her eyes and stared out the window. Under the scorching sunlight, she saw a black Rolls-Royce driving out of the campus.

The car flashed by and soon disappeared.

She knew that it was Josnian's car.

"Goodbye." Ye Jiaqi murmured softly, walked to the window, and looked out the window with misty eyes.

Goodbye, never see you again.

There is an unbridgeable gap between her and him.

Her hands were on the transparent glass. The glass was very cold, and her palms felt as warm as water.

When she was a child, her favorite silly thing to do was to put her face against the glass window and look at herself in the glass stupidly.

This is very fun.

Later, Josnian laughed at her and called her a "little fool", so she stopped doing that.

She is not a fool, and she does not want to be a fool.

If she was a little fool, he wouldn't like her.

He must like smart little girls.

A layer of transparent glass separates two worlds.

She was on this side of the glass, and he was on the other side.
Chapter completed!