When the weather was colder, Qiao Muyuan went to the mall to buy Ji Changmu a birthday gift, a new dark gray casual long coat. She carefully selected several stores and finally selected this one.

On Ji Changmu's birthday, early in the morning, Qiao Muyuan personally cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for him. Although the cooking method was not very good and he added too much salt, Ji Changmu still ate them all without leaving any noodles.

It was still dark, so after breakfast, he took Qiao Muyuan's hand and tied a scarf on her.

The little girl was anxious, her heart beating against her chest: "Brother Ji, will Aunt Yang dislike me?"

"Won't."

"But last time I was in New York, I met her and Tong Qian while having dinner. She didn't seem to have a very good impression of me."

"That's a misunderstanding." Ji Changmu smiled, "What's wrong? There are times when the little princess of the Qiao family is not confident? Don't you know whether my mother likes you or not?"

"You haven't met my parents yet, so I'm going to meet Aunt Yang with you. Isn't it good?"

"Just celebrating my birthday."

Qiao Muyuan didn't care too much, she let Ji Changmu hold her hand and get into the car.

Beijing is several hours' drive from Bincheng. The sky is dark blue, with a few bright and twinkling stars faintly visible, and everything is quiet everywhere.

The wind in the winter morning "whooshes" like a knife, blowing through the glass windows and making a low whine.

Qiao Muyuan slept in the car. When he was approaching Bincheng, it was already dawn.

She had not been to Bincheng for many years, and looked at the scene outside the window with wide eyes: "Brother Ji, Bincheng has changed a lot."

"Well, the construction has been good in recent years."

"Is Aunt Yang still in the nursing home?"

"No, she went home today. How could she celebrate her son's birthday in a nursing home?"

Qiao Muyuan smiled: "Then take a look at my makeup? I seem to have knocked some of my lipstick off when I went to bed."

Ji Changmu held up her chin and kissed her on the lips while she wasn't paying attention: "No flowers."

His throat moved: "Little girl, you are getting more and more beautiful as you grow. If you continue like this, I don't know how much pressure I will have to bear."

"What are you afraid of? Let alone the future. There were a lot of people chasing me in the past, and I didn't even take a fancy to them. There is no fox in the world who is more seductive than you."

Ji Changmu just smiled and said nothing.

Today, Qiao Muyuan wore a bright red loose and thick sweater, looking cute, cute and festive.

The car soon stopped in the Ji family compound.

Yang Shuzheng had been waiting for them all morning, and as soon as she heard the sound of the car's engine, she ran out.

Also coming with them were Yan Jia and Zhou Zhou.

Ji Changmu's birthdays have always been low-key, and this time was no exception.

After entering the house, Qiao Muyuan greeted Yang Shuzheng: "Aunt Yang... do you still recognize me? You met me back then. I was still young at that time, only eight years old!"

"Remember, do you know why I was so impressed by you? Because you were so beautiful when you were a child, like a doll. I have never seen such a beautiful little girl before." Now that Yang Shuzheng saw Qiao Muyuan, she felt vaguely...

You can see some shadows of her childhood on her face, "Time flies so fast, the little girl has become a big girl now."

Ji Changmu put down the gift he had brought for Yang Shuzheng.
Chapter completed!