He knew Ji Changmu's temperament clearly.

Ji Changmu is different from him. His family is one of the top wealthy businessmen in China. After going abroad, he and Ji Changmu were in the same class and became good friends. When he was in college, he got a lot of money from his family to start a business. At that time, Ji Changmu

I still rely on scholarships to survive.

But the more a man climbs from the bottom to the top of the food chain, the more ruthless he becomes.

What's more, Ji Changmu is only thirty.

"Okay, don't mention it. You have to choose the script yourself, but I have to say one more thing. It was you, the little girl, who bullied my girlfriend today. You saw it, Jiaojiao's feet were bleeding. Lao Ji

, you also know that I never like people around me to be bullied, so you have to give me an explanation for this matter today."

"I, Ji Changmu, can do whatever you want, but if you want to touch a hair on the little girl's head, I can't agree to it."

"Then give me the set of stamps you collected at the auction the day before yesterday."

Ji Changmu put his hands in his pockets and said calmly: "Let someone take me to your house another day."

Yan Jia still rubbed his forehead and smiled sadly: "Old Ji, you are so protective of such a little girl, are you really not afraid that Tong Qian will quarrel with you?"

"That's none of your business."

Ji Changmu's face suddenly darkened, he turned around and left immediately.

His tall and slender figure quickly disappeared into the sunlight.

…

A week later it started to rain in New York.

After the autumn rain, the weather suddenly became cold.

Qiao Muyuan put on a new taro purple sweater, which was fluffy and warm.

On Monday morning, she had breakfast at home and played with Pete for a long time.

When she thought about Ji Changmu's class again this morning, she couldn't get excited, but she had to attend it.

Putting her bag on her back, Tao Wenxing took her to school as usual today.

Even though it was raining, Qiao Muyuan still insisted on letting Uncle Tao take her to the school gate. She got out of the car holding a small floral umbrella and carrying a backpack.

The air is exceptionally fresh, the leaves on both sides of the road are already withered and yellow, the rain is pattering on the umbrella, and the thin water flow is left along the edge of the umbrella, forming a curtain of rain.

It rained quite a bit.

Qiao Muyuan was walking on the road, the wind blew her long hair, which made her feel a little cold.

Today I should listen to Uncle Tao and wear more clothes.

The first period was a class on architectural history. Before the bell rang, everyone saw Qiao Muyuan coming in and asked one after another: "Janna, I heard that Professor Boris is hospitalized, is that right?"

Qiao Muyuan was stunned, hospitalized?

She shook her head blankly: "I don't know..."

"Aren't you the professor's cousin?"

"What happened to him? Why was he hospitalized?" Qiao Muyuan asked.

"I don't know. I heard he was hospitalized. Anyway, there are no classes for him this week. We just found out, so we thought you knew!"

Qiao Muyuan was in a daze. For such a dedicated person, it was definitely not a minor problem for him to take a week off.

What happened to him?

Qiao Muyuan suddenly didn't want to go to class, so she opened her little umbrella and hurriedly walked out of the classroom.

She wanted to see him.

The moment she stepped out of the classroom, she took her steps back again.

Just now she rushed out out of subconscious impulse, but now...she hesitated again. In what capacity did she go to see Ji Changmu?

He deleted all the contact information between her and the Qiao family back then so that there would no longer be any entanglements. Now, why should she take the initiative to bring back these twists and turns of the past.

They are just a relationship between teacher and student.
Chapter completed!