The taxi stopped not far from Qiao's house. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

The scenery is still the same, and it is the most common scene of Qiao's house in winter.

Ye Jiaqi dragged his suitcase and stood on the side of the road.

Her face was covered with tears under the scarf, and she kept wiping her face with her little hands.

She can't seem to get rid of her crying for the rest of her life.

She dragged her luggage to the gate of Qiao's house, and the whole road was quiet, and only the sound of the trunk wheels rubbing against the ground could be heard.

The further you go, the quieter it becomes.

Ye Jiaqi's gaze fell on the gate of Qiao's house in front of him.

What about the servants in Qiao's house? What about bodyguards? Why can't I see it?

Ye Jiaqi's steps were a little anxious, she almost fell down while dragging her suitcase!

A few minutes later, she stood in the doorway with her box, letting the north wind blow her scarf and sweep across her cheeks.

The tears dried in the wind, leaving only shallow tear stains.

I haven't been here for a year, and Qiao's house has changed.

In the past, no matter what time it was, Qiao Mansion was busy, and the most important thing here was people.

But now, there is a depression, and there is no one to be seen.

Ye Jiaqi's heart chuckled.

Qiao's house is one of the most precious things in Jossy, how could he make his beloved home like this

In the past, there would be a few pots of flowers at the gate, and you could see the bright colors all year round, but now, the door is empty, the garden is empty, and the outside of the house is empty.

The door is unlocked, but it is tightly closed.

What happened to Qiao's house?

Joss years him

Ye Jiaqi covered his face, and tears couldn't help but flow down again.

Huo Jingyi didn't lie to her, he didn't lie to her, it turned out to be true

If it weren't for something that happened to Joe Sinian, he wouldn't have let Qiao Mansion become like this.

What a delicate man he is, how could he make his home like this!

How so

He has always been in good health, and a year ago she said that she should stop smoking, and that he would have a short life.

She didn't expect it to be in a word.

It's not what she wants, it's not.

Even if she forgets the rivers and lakes, she wants him to be safe and live a long life.

"Joss Year!" Ye Jiaqi raised his head, looked at his bedroom on the second floor, and shouted.

The door is not locked, he is at home, right?

"Joss Year!" No one answered, she raised her voice again and shouted!

Still, no one responded.

Ye Jiaqi's face was anxious, and he was so anxious that he wanted to cry.

She reached out, ready to push the door!

"Miss Ye?" Steward Sun hurriedly ran out and looked at the door in disbelief, "Miss Ye? Is it really you? ”

"Steward Sun" She raised her watery eyes, suppressed the ** who wanted to cry, and her fingers fell on the door.

Steward Sun was surprised and delighted, always feeling that it was an illusion, incredible!

"Miss Ye, it's really you!" She ran over and opened the door.

"It's me."

"Miss Ye, you're finally back, you really have to come back!" Steward Sun cried with joy, and tears almost fell.

In the past two days, she has been chattering, if only Ye Jiaqi was here.

Reading and reading, she never dared to meddle in Qiao Ye's affairs, and she didn't dare to ask anyone for a phone number.

Qiao Ye and Mr. Meng didn't mean to call Miss Ye, so she naturally didn't dare to care.

"I'm back." She had a soft voice.

Steward Sun took the luggage in her hand: "When you enter the house, it's cold outside." ”

Steward Sun walked in front, and Ye Jiaqi followed slowly behind.

As soon as the door of the living room opened, it was still a familiar atmosphere and an appearance that will never be forgotten.

"Steward Sun, what's going on? What about Qiao Ye? ”