Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 587 Miss Ye, Happy New Year's Eve
On the evening of New Year's Eve, snowflakes floated in the sky.

In the dark sky, the sun gradually faded, leaving only the last ray of light.

The snowflakes are like catkins in spring, flying one by one, falling on the treetops, on the roof, and on the ground.

Beijing.

In an elegant and exquisite courtyard.

In the courtyard, a tall pomegranate tree stands gracefully.

The branches are bare, stretching obliquely towards the sky, splitting the sky into pieces.

A slender man stood in the wind.

The lines of the face as sharp as a knife are tough and resolute, the thin lips are tightly pressed, and the eyes are deep and cold.

Josnian was wearing a long black coat, and he looked at the white sky in the distance with far-reaching eyes.

The sky was dark, there was no sun, and the surrounding area was foggy.

He held a cigarette in his right hand.

The cigarette butt was burning quietly, and when the wind blew, the ash fell and landed on the side of his black leather shoes.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned.

There is a cold and gloomy luster in the eyes, flickering and flickering, vaguely absent.

Raising his hand, he took a puff of the cigarette, and the smoke slowly rose from the side of his face.

The north wind blew his coat, making a hunting sound.

Under the pomegranate tree, the man was tall and slender, with a straight back and a peerless independence.

"Master Qiao, it's New Year's Eve." Meng Chen walked behind him.

"Yeah." Josnian brushed off the ashes from his cigarette, his eyes dimmed.

The lights came on, stretching his shadow very long.

"Master Qiao, the young lady and the young master are spending the New Year together this year, and the young lady brought the young master back."

Jose Nian didn't speak.

"Master Qiao, it's snowing, and dinner is ready," Meng Chen said.

"Go down first." Josnian ordered lightly.

"Yes."

Meng Chen obeyed, nodded, and stepped back.

After walking a little further, he turned to look at Josnian.

This was Master Qiao's first new year alone, without Qin Qing, Ye Jiaqi, or Qiao Chengfan.

But this man is strong enough to support these unnecessary loneliness and loneliness.

His shoulders are broad enough to block all the bitter wind and rain, cold wind and cold arrows.

Under his shoulders, there is only warmth and a pure world.

Those gore, conspiracy, and darkness are all kept out of his shoulders.

The night was getting darker.

Meng Chen saw Josnian standing outside the entire time, his eyes fixed in the distance.

The place is low key and quiet.

The sound of firecrackers can be heard vaguely, but it is more ethereal and peaceful.

Meng Chen called Ye Jiaqi.

"Miss Ye."

Ye Jiaqi was feeding the little guy ribs!

The little guy giggled and patted the table to make trouble with Ye Jiaqi.

"Mr. Meng."

Ye Jiaqi picked up the phone and walked to the balcony.

She was afraid that the children would hear it.

"Miss Ye, have a good New Year's Eve."

"Thank you, Mr. Meng, and you too." Ye Jiaqi said hello.

"I heard that you are taking care of Young Master Chengfan."

"Yeah, I took him home, do you think I'm meddling?" Ye Jiaqi blinked.

"Take good care of him."

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "I thought you would also think that I took care of Qiao Chengfan for a purpose."

"I've never thought of that before." Meng Chen was very calm, "I know what kind of person you are."

Suddenly, Ye Jiaqi was a little moved.

Although Meng Chen was not good at words, these words really touched her.

"Thank you, Mr. Meng."

Others believed her.

"I believe you can take good care of the young master." Meng Chen said.

"I won't let you down, are you still in London?"

(End of this chapter)