There was a sumptuous breakfast on the table. Qiao Muyuan took a closer look and saw that it was all her favorite food.

She smiled: "What a coincidence, Professor, you also like to eat these."

Ji Changmu: "..."

"Then I'm not welcome? I'm hungry." Qiao Muyuan picked up the chopsticks.

"Um."

Ji Changmu sat face to face with her. Almost as soon as he raised his head, he could see her face full of sweet smile. This little girl seemed to have been like this since she was a child. She grew up in a honeypot and didn't know what it meant to be sad.

"Professor, yesterday, last night... I drank too much. If I did something bad, don't worry about it." Qiao Muyuan wondered if she was talking nonsense again last night. She would talk nonsense after drinking too much.

, say anything.

"If you do something bad, isn't it responsible?"

"What kind of responsibility do you have to bear? No need to, right?" Qiao Muyuan shrank his head in timidity, "Then, then, what exactly did I do?"

She had no impression at all.

"You made my clothes dirty with vomit. I can no longer wear them, so I threw them away."

Qiao Muyuan breathed a sigh of relief, that was okay, she thought something was wrong.

"I'll pay you..." She took the initiative to take responsibility, "I'll buy it for you."

"Of course, you can't rely on me either."

"Yeah." Qiao Muyuan nodded obediently, "Not bad."

"This weekend, I'm free."

"Okay, this weekend."

"My clothes are not cheap."

"It doesn't matter, I have money." Qiao Muyuan chuckled.

"Yeah, okay." Ji Changmu was not polite to her at all.

The two sat facing each other and had breakfast.

Qiao Muyuan breathed a sigh of relief after knowing that he didn't do anything extraordinary last night. It was okay, okay.

Ji Changmu didn't speak much when eating breakfast. Qiao Muyuan was restless. She liked to talk, but she and Ji Changmu were not familiar with each other now, so she felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

His breakfast tasted very good, because it was all her favorite food, and Qiao Muyuan was very full.

Qiao Muyuan ate slowly. After Ji Changmu finished eating, he went to the living room alone to read the newspaper and wait for her.

She hesitated, finally finished eating, put her bag on her back, and skipped up to him: "Professor, you can go to school now."

"Well, I'll give it to you." Ji Changmu put down the newspaper.

"Professor, are you on your way?"

"On the way."

Qiao Muyuan didn't ask any more questions.

Ji Changmu drove her to Columbia University. He did not send her to the campus, but stopped at the school gate.

On the way, Qiao Muyuan still couldn't take any time off and kept asking him questions: "Professor, where is Aunt Yang?"

Ji Changmu's thin lips curved into an indifferent arc: "Aunt Yang, what does it have to do with you?"

"I'll just ask."

"She is at home."

"Why doesn't she come to New York with you?"

"Are you interested in my family's affairs? Huh?"

"Just ask."

"Annoying."

"..." Qiao Muyuan sat down and said nothing.

She would be unhappy if she was offended by Ji Changmu.

When she became unhappy, she stopped talking and turned to look out the window.

The tall green trees on the roadside are almost losing their leaves, withered and fragile leaves falling all over the ground, and the lazy sun hangs slanting in the sky.

He didn't sit upright for a few minutes. Qiao Muyuan felt uncomfortable. It was really uncomfortable not to let her talk.

She had no choice but to talk to Ji Changmu shamelessly: "Professor, am I noisy?"

"..."

"Okay." He still thought she was noisy.
Chapter completed!