She is so useless... her daughter is missing...

Where did she go...where did little Yuzu go...where was she carried?

Ye Jiaqi was so anxious that he ran everywhere, kept running, and kept running forward.

However, there were no traces of the little Pomelo and the man. Only the endless lawn and the endless blue sky were left... Nothing was left, and her little Pomelo was gone too.

She was the only one left in this world, alone.

"Little Youzi, don't leave mom... Little Youzi, don't leave... don't leave, okay... Mom only has you, only you..." Ye Jiaqi cried in his sleep.

Her tears wet the quilt, and her crystal tears shone brightly under the light.

She stretched out her hand blankly and grabbed a handful in the air, frowning tightly.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly grabbed a big hot hand.

She hurriedly grabbed it and murmured: "Little Youzi, Little Youzi... Mommy has caught you... Don't leave... If you disappear, Mommy won't be able to survive... Little Youzi, promise your mother, promise...

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The big hand took hold of her uninjured right hand and held it tightly.

The big hands were dry and hot, with a familiar touch.

Ye Jiaqi woke up and realized that this was not Xiaoyouzi's hand.

Drowsily, she suddenly woke up from her nightmare and looked at the man in front of her with drunken eyes.

The man was sitting next to her bed, and the light from the wall lamp fell on his angular face, and the outline of his usually stern face was polished into a rounded arc by the light.

Her thin lips were pursed tightly, and she remained silent. Only his sharp eyes fell on her body, looking at her.

Ye Jiaqi was half drunk and took out his hand!

"Josnian...why are you here...why are you here!" She hid in the bed, her eyes wandering.

"You have a nightmare." He looked at her calmly.

"How did you get into the room? Get out!"

"I want to enter the room. Isn't it easy? Huh?" The corner of his lips raised an arc.

"What are you doing here...get out." She chased people away and hurriedly looked for her cell phone.

Josnian had quick eyes and quick hands. He held her hand down with a deep look in his eyes: "I just came to see if you and Zhuo Yuanhang did anything."

"Did you come here to watch the excitement or a joke? Did you see the scene you wanted to see?"

"It doesn't look like it. You'd better have nothing to do with him, otherwise, I don't guarantee what I will do. I told you to stay away from Zhuo Yuanhang, but you seem to have turned a deaf ear to my words."

"Get out! Josnian, get out!" Ye Jiaqi suddenly lost his temper and threw the pillow at him, "What the hell do you have to say these things? Get the hell away! I feel disgusted when I see you.

Do you know?"

"Don't be drunk and crazy with me." Josnian grabbed her wrist with a sharp look in his eyes.

Ye Jiaqi was too excited, his hair was messy, and he cut out Josnian fiercely.

Their eyes met, and a strong smell of gunpowder filled the air.

Josnian grabbed her right wrist, pulled her hard towards him, grabbed her left wrist, lowered his head, and looked at the gauze on her hand.

"Ye Jiaqi, you are eating from the bowl and looking at the pot. While you are having a heated fight with Zhuo Yuanhang in New York, you are coaxing Zhou Nan around in Chicago."
Chapter completed!