There were messy photos, everything, but in Qiao Muyuan's opinion, they were all insignificant photos, but it was obvious that they had been deliberately processed.

For example, she and Qin Zhao were drinking coffee together.

Lina was also photographed playing with a man on the balcony of her room.

Furthermore, the photo of her wearing a swimsuit and playing on the beach is even more innocuous.

Ji Changmu lit a cigarette. Under the enchanting night, his stern features were hidden in the blue smoke, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at her.

Qiao Muyuan knelt down and picked up the photos. Her eyes were still red: "Ji Changmu, I don't know what you mean by throwing these photos to me, and I don't know which photo made you unhappy. Qin

Is that Zhao? I met him on the road that day, and I drank a cup of coffee with him. We were both affectionate and reasonable, and he was my senior."

"What did you promise me? Qiao Muyuan, you said you would never associate with Qin Zhao again."

"Is this called intercourse? It's just a cup of coffee." She bit her lip.

"But you know I don't like it, I really don't like it!"

"But it was just a cup of coffee." Qiao Muyuan no longer wanted to explain, "And in these photos, Lina took her male companion to play on the balcony of my room. She was having fun, but it doesn't mean that I was also fooling around. You

Even if you don’t believe it, I don’t want to explain it to you. Maybe you don’t like to play at your age, and you don’t like others to play. There are also these photos of swimsuits. Ji Changmu, don’t you think this is not okay? You don’t

Do you like it? Then I will post it on my social platform now, and many people will like it for me."

"You had coffee with Qin Zhao this time, what about next time? Well? Do you know what a promise is? I have not said once that I don't allow you to associate with Qin Zhao, but you turned a deaf ear to my words."

"No, no, no, no, aren't you just relying on the leverage you have? Tell my dad to go. If you have the ability, tell him to go." Qiao Muyuan was forced to tears by him. Why should he, "

Also, the fact that you take these photos seriously means that you don’t believe me at all. I don’t know where you got these photos from. If you send someone to follow me, then we will never meet again.

"

After saying that, Qiao Muyuan put away his tears and put away these photos.

She stopped waiting for a taxi, dragged her suitcase and left.

It was difficult to take a taxi in this villa area, so she would have to walk back by herself. As she walked, it was almost dawn.

Why should he be angry? In his heart, doesn't he regard her as a student?

Qiao Muyuan wiped away her tears and cried all the way. She felt so wronged.

How could she have ever been wronged like this, dragging a heavy suitcase aimlessly on the dark street in the early morning, just like that time she was kicked out of the villa by him with a fever.

The wind was blowing and it was a bit cold.

Qiao Muyuan hugged her arms tightly, she couldn't walk anymore.

She came back from vacation happily and in a good mood, but it turned out like this.

Qiao Muyuan felt very sad. He lowered his head and stood on the side of the road for a long time.

In the end, she called Uncle Tao, made up a lie and said that she had arrived in New York early, wiped her tears clean, and then sat on the suitcase obediently and waited for Uncle Tao to pick her up.
Chapter completed!