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Chapter 6774 wishful thinking (11)

"That's right." Yang Shuzheng still felt a little distressed, "Why are little girls nowadays so naughty? Did they throw a cup of coffee at you in public?"

"Yeah, it was very hot coffee. I was still wearing summer clothes at the time. But it's over now, it's nothing."

"Alas." Yang Shuzheng felt a little incredible and sighed, "Xiqian, where do you work now?"

"Doing some design work in a company."

The conversation lasted until noon, but Tong Qian didn't stay long. She had to go to the kindergarten to pick up Chaochao and take her home for dinner.

After saying goodbye to Yang Shuzheng, she drove away.

Changmu has really taken good care of her during these years. Everything she did in New York was arranged by Ji Changmu. Without Ji Changmu, she and Chaochao would not be able to survive.

The cost here is very high, and her condition is unstable and she can't find a good job. All of this was given to her by Ji Changmu.

Yang Shuzheng sent Tong Qian away and couldn't help but sigh again.

She just heard what Tong Qian said, and she felt sad. Changmu was a professor at Columbia University and had been in the financial circle for many years. It was common to attract romantic partners, but she didn't want Ji Changmu's right and wrong to be brought to Tong Qian.

It was inconvenient, but she was really grateful to Tong Qian.

But when she heard that Tong Qian had entered the emergency room, her heart suddenly rose and she was very worried.

She has a bad heart, and when she is worried, she feels very uncomfortable on the right side of her heart.

She rubbed her heart and took a few pills.

evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell in the courtyard of the Ji family villa, and Ji Changmu returned home early.

The temperature was even lower at night, but fortunately the temperature in the villa was high. Ji Changmu took off his long coat after entering the house.

The evening breeze swept the fallen leaves, and a thin layer of mist formed on the glass windows.

Not long after, Yan Jia and others also came, bringing birthday gifts to Ji Changmu.

"Hey, Lao Ji, someone else came here earlier than us." Yan Jia's sharp eyes had already seen Tong Qian's gifts.

Ji Changmu didn't notice it yet, but he raised his head after hearing what he said: "Who gave it to me?"

"Sissi sent it." Yang Shuzheng wore a newly made black gilt-edged cheongsam, her hair was neatly tied up, and her makeup was appropriate. "She made the cake herself."

Ji Changmu frowned and said nothing.

Yan Jia also shut up, Qianqian... isn't it Lao Ji's first love!

Yan Jia was never sloppy in relationships and would never contact her after the breakup, so he couldn't figure out why Ji Changmu still contacted his ex-girlfriend, which was really puzzling.

"Let's eat." Ji Changmu looked calm and entered the restaurant.

Everyone was not restrained, they were all acquaintances, and everyone entered the restaurant having fun.

When Yang Shuzheng saw her son and saw that he had lost weight, she felt very distressed, but as a mother, she could not do anything to help him.

The banquet was very lively, and Ji Changmu even asked Sister Cui to fetch several bottles of red wine from the wine cellar. The aroma of wine filled the room.

Ji Changmu only wore a black velvet sweater underneath, which outlined his perfect figure. After drinking, his body felt hot. He rolled his sleeves up to his elbows. There was a not too expensive watch on his wrist.

Yan Jia saw it and said with a smile: "Why is Lao Ji wearing this watch worth hundreds of thousands? It's not worthy of your status."

"I was in a hurry this morning, so I just grabbed a piece." Ji Changmu's eyes were calm and his expression was calm.
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