The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
Ji Yi didn't look at Qiange anymore and looked away directly. She didn't pay attention to Qiange's unpredictable expression behind her, stepped on her high heels, and walked away as if she didn't want to stay for a moment longer.
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Qian Ge clenched her fists tightly, her body trembling with anger from Ji Yi. She stared at Ji Yi's retreating back fiercely, her lips and teeth moved several times, as if she was dissatisfied and wanted to fight back. Something, but she couldn't say a word until the sound of Ji Yi's high heels disappeared.
Qiange stomped her high heels twice in anger, then closed her eyes and took several deep breaths to calm down a little. She tried her best to raise the corners of her lips, making sure that she could maintain the most elegant look for a while. After walking out of the building, he slowly opened his eyes.
She raised her hand to put the sunglasses back on her face, but as soon as her fingertips reached her chin, she caught a glimpse of a tall and familiar figure in the corner of her eye. Her fingers trembled suddenly and she turned her head subconsciously. , looking towards the side of the safe passage door that was opened at some point.
In front of the door stood a man, wearing a slim-fitting suit, with an extraordinary and outstanding demeanor.
When Qian Ge touched that figure, the sunglasses she was holding suddenly fell to the ground.
As if she didn't notice it, she still stared at the figure. She stared at it for ten seconds before confirming that she was not dazzled, but that it was really him, He Jichen, and she was very long. He Jichen, whom I had never seen before.
Compared to the last time she saw him three years ago, he was much more mature and more deadly. Of course, it also made her heart beat much more.
After a while, Qian Ge couldn't hold back the throbbing and impulse surging in her chest. She slowly turned towards He Jichen, raised her feet, and walked towards him. When she was almost in front of him, her voice broke out. Only then could he finally make a sound: "Congratulations..."
She only called his last name, and he spoke with cool eyes, his voice much more distant and indifferent than when he talked to her before: "Is what you just said true? Four years ago, she was really pregnant. Overpregnancy?"
After so many years, she had missed him for so many years, and the first thing he said to her was about her.
Qian Ge's mood was complicated and she stared at He Jichen without making a sound.
It was obvious that He Jichen was not in a good mood. He waited for a moment, and when she didn't speak, he took a cigarette out of his pocket, bit it in his mouth, lit it, and didn't smoke it. The next second, he had it between his fingers. .
After so many years, he still maintains this habit. When he is upset, he does not smoke, but lights a cigarette and lets the cigarette burn quietly on his fingertips.
Qian Ge stared at the lingering disgust wafting from the cigarette butt on He Jichen's fingertips, and was slightly dazed. After a while, she gently blinked her eyes and looked at He Jichen's face: "When you see me, except Don’t you have anything else to say to me about asking her?”