Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1098 The last bit of patience
In the quiet private room, Ye Jiaqi was a little at a loss.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Outside is the noisy city and blurred lights, but only her lonely figure is in the private room.

The light stretched her thin shadow very long, reflecting on the ground, she was alone.

She didn't know how long she cried, but she raised her head from her arms and silently opened the cake box.

The eyes were bright red, and there were crystal drops of water hanging from the long eyelashes.

At this moment, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

He didn't come and never called her back.

There was heating in the private room, but she felt a chill all over her body.

There can never be a pure relationship between her and him.

During this period of time, she and him got along very peacefully, and no one mentioned the third person, even Qiao Chengfan.

Careful, careful and nuanced.

But no amount of care is just an attempt to cover up, neither she nor he can cover up what has happened.

She has always known that he is a ruthless person.

So... there is no reason to be kind to the enemy at all.

Maybe he came to Chicago just to give her another taste of being trampled on.

She admitted that he was quite successful.

He knows how to judge a person's psychological proportions. Of course, if he doesn't understand, how can he stand on a high place in the capital and call the wind and rain.

She underestimated him too much.

Watching fireworks with her, cooking her a meal, picking her up to and from get off work... She asked him out to celebrate his birthday.

However, he has never been a person who wastes time, and never wastes energy on useless things.

Ye Jiaqi opened the cake box, and the aroma of butter came over his face.

It's almost eight o'clock, he can't come.

It was a cake she made with her own hands, and it was the most beautiful cake she had ever made, without any flaws.

That's okay, let's eat the cake you made yourself...

Ye Jiaqi cut open the cake with a knife, cut a small piece and put it on a plate.

She ate the cake silently. The cream was delicious and the fruit was very fresh. No matter how she ate it, it was sweet.

Maybe, he will never know that she personally made a cake on his birthday.

Ye Jiaqi ate one bite at a time, and the sweet taste slipped into her throat. Suddenly, her nose was sour, and two lines of tears fell on the cake.

As she ate, she tasted bitter.

It is obviously a very sweet cake, why is it bitter? Did she put something wrong...

Right, otherwise how could the cake be bitter?

But she made it herself, and it took two hours... She wanted to finish it.

In the quiet private room, Ye Jiaqi was the only one eating cake.

The time is silent and the figure is lonely.

The warm light shone on her face, and apart from being dazed, there was not much expression in her eyes.

As if, just a friend missed an appointment.

nothing……

It took Ye Jiaqi a long time to eat half of the whole box of cakes.

The neat words "Happy Birthday" hurt her eyes.

She ate bite by bite, and she was still eating.

Until I can't eat anymore.

There was a mess on the table, and there was still a small half of the cake left.

It was late at night.

No matter what, she will wait until twelve o'clock, which is her last bit of patience and support.

Ye Jiaqi stared blankly at the opposite wall. There were exquisite decorative paintings on the wall, but she couldn't see anything in her eyes...

The feeling of four years ago came to my mind again.

Wait, wait endlessly.

She didn't know why she fell twice on the same thing, but she should understand that the person she was waiting for... would never be her lover.

(End of this chapter)