Note the sweet scale

Chapter 875 Epilogue (10)

"Actually, it's just... some of our previous photos, nothing special!" She smiled and lied, "In a few days, I... I'll give you another copy."

"That's it!" Ye Jiangcheng looked sideways at Jian Siqi, who was obviously relieved, and nodded, "Okay."

Several people continued to eat, and no one mentioned the USB flash drive again.

After a while, after dinner, Situ Nanke took the initiative to leave. With his eyesight, he had already seen that there was a problem between Ye Jiangcheng and Jian Siqi.

Every time Yi Meng mentioned wedding and children, the two of them would either change the subject or deal with it vaguely. This is not like the state that couples who are about to get married should have.

Ye Jiangcheng and Jian Siqi had their own concerns, so they didn't stay longer, but politely sent them outside the door.

Standing on the steps, watching Situ Nanke and Yi Meng's car drive away until the taillights were no longer visible, Jian Siqi turned her gaze away, and when she turned around, Ye Jiangcheng was looking sideways at her.

Under the light, the man's dark eyes were deep.

Meeting his gaze, her heart beat a little faster unconsciously.

"What... what's wrong?"

Ye Jiangcheng's fingers hanging by his side slowly tightened, and then let go little by little.

"It's nothing."

"Then..." Jian Siqi tried her best to keep her tone calm, "I'll go upstairs to pack my things."

"I...can I help you?"

"Need not."

She turned around and walked quickly across the living room, her eyes already overflowing with water.

Following her into the living room, watching her hurried upstairs, Ye Jiangcheng's heart tightened little by little following her steps.

Pushing open the door, walking into the master bedroom, Jian Siqi stepped into the cloakroom.

Looking at her skirt hanging on the side of his suit, and reaching out to pinch the hanger, tears flowed uncontrollably.

At that time, I packed the clothes in one by one, but now I have to take them away one by one. The two moods are very different.

Every time she took a piece of clothing from the shelf, she felt a step away from him. When she put all the clothes into her box, her heart seemed to be sliced ​​off by a cold knife.

It hurts.

Not in the mood to tidy up, not in the mood to check if there are any omissions, she pressed the lid of the suitcase hard, and zipped the zipper as if she was angry with someone.

The zipper on one side got caught in the clothes, and she couldn't pull it up no matter how hard she tried. She squeezed the zipper until her hands were red, and when her hand slipped, she fell to the ground.

Holding on to the box, she finally wept uncontrollably.

Behind her, there were soft footsteps, and the feet in leather shoes came over and walked to her side.

Enduring the pain from the wound and squatting down, Ye Jiangcheng carefully unzipped the zipper, helped her tidy up her clothes, put the lid back on, closed the zipper, and opened the box.

Jian Siqi hurriedly raised her hand to wipe her eyes, then got up and pulled the handle of the suitcase.

"Thank you... I'm leaving!"

The man's palm was on the lever and did not let go.

"I send you."

"No, you have a good rest."

The man raised one palm, supported her wrist that was holding the lever, and removed her hand from the lever. Then he lifted her suitcase and strode out of the bedroom door.

Jian Siqi wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, walked out of the changing room, looked around, gritted her teeth and followed.

From the bedroom to the stairs, then down the stairs, through the living room to the main door.

I don't know if it was because of the injury on his body, or because of other reasons, Ye Jiangcheng's pace was very slow.

(End of this chapter)