early morning.

Chicago.

After Ye Jiaqi drank a glass of milk, he opened his calendar. Today was already the fourth day of Josnian's business trip to New York.

He said he would be back in three or four days. Will he be back today?

He didn't call her, and she didn't dare to disturb him easily.

Ye Jiaqi was sitting on the sunny balcony, bathing in the soft light. Her legs were covered with a thin off-white knitted blanket. Under the blanket, her bulging belly was visible.

The morning sunshine is very gentle, covering the entire balcony with a layer of light gold.

She picked up a notebook and started writing and drawing, making a rustling sound with the tip of her pen on the paper.

Her long hair was tied up casually with a dark blue satin hairband, leaving only a few strands of hair hanging down by her ears, revealing her slender, white neck.

A small coffee table was placed next to the wicker chair, and a white mist floated from the teacup filled with hot water.

There is also a small woven basket on the coffee table, and some preserved fruits, candies and snacks are placed in the basket.

In the past two days, she checked a lot of information.

Without the trivial matters in the company, she could wholeheartedly help him with that project and focus entirely on it.

She knew what this project meant to Josnian.

The sun shone in, and her curled eyelashes fluttered gently, casting a shallow shadow on her eyelids.

The notebooks are filled with her results. If you are not satisfied with them, you will erase them and rewrite them.

A thick book is already half written.

"Ding"--

The phone rang several times in succession.

Ye Jiaqi took it over and opened it.

In an instant, the originally calm eyes were filled with darkness, the pupils were constricted, and the eyes were covered with haze.

The color drained from her delicate face, and she opened her mouth wide in astonishment, looking intently at the photo sent to her phone.

Many pictures.

The background...is the same place, a banquet.

There are only two protagonists in it, Josnian and Jiang Yao.

They are all high-definition photos, extremely clear, so clear that there is no trace of synthesis.

From several angles, Josnian seemed to be kissing Jiang Yao. The two were very close, and Jiang Yao seemed to be nestling in Josnian's arms.

Without exception, these photos are ambiguous.

As a person watching, Ye Jiaqi blushed and his heart beat.

Jiang Yao's chest rested on Josnian's body, and he didn't refuse.

Ye Jiaqi closed his eyes and his fingers trembled a little.

Not on a business trip?

"Ding" - the phone rang again.

Send a video.

The video is more than three minutes long. In the video, Jiang Yao is dancing and Josnian is playing the piano. The atmosphere of the banquet is very exciting.

The picture...is actually the love between a man and a concubine, tender and affectionate.

Ye Jiaqi's heart sank.

She stared at Josnian in the video many times, telling herself that this was not him, just a man who looked very similar to him.

However, she bought the tie around his neck, and the watch on his hand was also familiar to her.

She had even seen him playing the piano a few days ago.

How can I admit my mistake?

It's impossible to admit my mistake.

My hands were shaking uncontrollably, my heart was beating wildly, and I couldn't stop it no matter what.

For a long time, Ye Jiaqi felt that his chest was tight, as if a stone was pressing down on him.

In the past few days, he didn't call her.

She was worried about his schedule, but it seemed... all her worries were unnecessary.

Why does he need her to worry? There are so many people who care about him.
Chapter completed!