Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 933 The truth is long overdue

Chapter 933 The truth is long overdue

Josnian's eyes became even colder.

It seems that there are still many talkative people.

Ye Jiaqi didn't believe that her father was dead, she only believed in the truth.

"Master Qiao, can you return all my mother's things to me? Photo albums, jewelry, picture books... There are many, many... She loves to draw, especially the blue enchantress. Her paintings are very beautiful, and she also Love me very much."

Ye Jiaqi looked at Josnian pleadingly.

In front of this noble and cold man, she has nothing to do.

She can only beg him.

"How do I know where your mother's things are, Ye Jiaqi, don't be unreasonable." Josnian stared at her.

"You really don't know?" Ye Jiaqi also looked at him.

Between the four eyes, there is a cold chill.

Air temperature plummeted.

The living room is deserted and cold.

Does he really not know?
Josnian sneered, obviously not bothering to answer this question at all.

"What about Zuo Pingkun? Did you hide him? I have something to ask him, can you find it for me?" Ye Jiaqi looked at him pleadingly.

"I'm not free enough to meddle in the affairs of strangers." Josnian felt annoyed in his chest, "Ye Jiaqi, if you don't leave, I'll drive them away!"

His tone was fierce and indifferent.

After speaking, Josnian took the suit from the sofa and went straight upstairs.

His back moved away little by little.

Ye Jiaqi looked upstairs blankly, refusing to leave his eyes and not moving.

The air was suddenly quiet, only the sound of Josnian's footsteps could be heard.

The crystal lamp exudes a faint light, and the quiet light falls on the ground without sound.

Ye Jiaqi's hands were shaking.

Her eyes were full of bewilderment and bewilderment.

Suddenly, he stood on the second floor and stopped, but he didn't turn around and turned his back to her.

Ye Jiaqi thought he wanted to say something to her, so he moved his lips.

"Ye Jiaqi, do you have to go to America?" There was a coolness in his voice.

Ye Jiaqi rolled his eyelids, but said nothing.

The answer is obvious.

Josnian didn't speak again, his lips curled up in a mocking arc, and he walked indifferently to his bedroom.

There was silence in the living room.

Ye Jiaqi felt weak on the soles of his feet, and suddenly he couldn't tell the direction.

The threads in my mind are constantly being cut and straightened out.

The truth, long overdue.

Zuo Pingkun was not her biological father. Josnian said that her father was dead.

She has nothing more to ask, right?

However, the fact is not like this, Fang Yaming said...

Her head felt dull and painful, and Fang Ya's voice sounded in her ear, gentle and cold.

Ye Jiaqi rubbed his temples, and left Qiao residence with his bag on his back.

How did you come here, and how did you leave.

The sun was shining brightly when we came, and the evening breeze was cool when we left.

It's already nine o'clock at night, it's not too late, it's not too early.

Ye Jiaqi grabbed the strap of his backpack and walked down the familiar road with his head down.

This road was so quiet that there was no sound at all. She could even hear the chirping of insects in the grass.

Chirp, chirp...

She clearly knew that he wouldn't tell her anything, so why did she come here?

I waited hard for a day.

Just like those 12 years, she waited for him for 12 years.

But no matter what the truth is, she will not give up.

Ye Jiaqi walked along the side of the road, and the light from the street lights elongated her shadow.

When walking on this road before, she loved to jump and walk, because the diamond-shaped floor tiles on the side of the road were very interesting.

Tonight, under the mingling of moonlight and street lamps, she is also walking step by step.

One grid, two grids, three or four grids...

(End of this chapter)

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