Chapter 63: A Post for Her (8)

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Ji Yi didn't take a second look at Qian Ge, she just turned her gaze away, she didn't pay attention to Qian Ge's unpredictable expression behind her, she just stepped on her high heels, as if she didn't want to stay for a moment, and walked away.

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Qian Ge clenched her fists tightly, her body was trembling with Ji Yi's anger, she stared viciously at Ji Yi's receding back, her lips moved several times with gritted teeth, as if she wanted to fight back out of dissatisfaction What, but until the sound of Ji Yi's high-heeled shoes disappeared, she couldn't say a word.

Qiange stomped her high-heeled shoes twice angrily, then closed her eyes, and took a few deep breaths to calm herself 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, trying 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 from the corner of her eyes, her fingers trembled suddenly, and she subconsciously turned her head , looking at the safety passage door that was pulled open at some point.

In front of the door, stood a man, wearing a slim suit, with an extraordinary and outstanding bearing.

When Qiange touched that figure, the sunglasses she was holding suddenly fell to the ground.

As if she hadn't noticed it, she was still staring at that figure. After watching for ten seconds, she was sure that it wasn't her own blindness, but it was really him, He Jichen, and her very, very long. He Jichen, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Compared to the last time she saw him three years ago, he was much more mature and deadly, and of course he moved her a lot more.

After a while, Qian Ge couldn't hold back the throbbing and impulse in her chest. She slowly turned around towards He Jichen, raised her feet, and walked towards him. It was finally possible to make a sound: "He..."

She only called his surname, and he opened his mouth with cold eyes, his voice was much more distant and indifferent than when he spoke to her before: "Is what you just said true? Four years ago, she really conceived Pregnant?"

After so many years, and she had thought of him for so many years, when he opened his mouth, the first thing he said to her was about her.

Qian Ge's mind was complicated, she stared at He Jichen without making a sound.

It could be seen that He Jichen was in a bad mood. He waited for a while, and seeing that 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 caught 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 at 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 blinked lightly, and met He Jichen's face: "You see me, except Is there nothing else to tell me about her?"