Ji Changmu didn't stay long and left.

Qiao Muyuan felt empty in her heart. From the moment she met him last night to today, she seemed to be the one taking the initiative and full of enthusiasm.

After she broke off the relationship with him in early autumn, he didn't look for her again, but now, he still remained calm, but it was her who couldn't help it.

But no matter how much enthusiasm he had, it became cold and restrained. He treated her no differently than he treated an ordinary friend.

She was indeed heartless and didn't hold grudges, but she couldn't stand his indifference. Did he really not like her at all?

Yesterday, she almost clung to his body after being drugged, but he was unmoved. If he was drugged and clinging to her so much, how could she be able to control it?

You can't control the person you like.

Unless... you don't like it.

Qiao Muyuan clicked on the group of little sisters on WeChat. They all had recently made boyfriends, and they were all chatting animatedly and spreading gossip.

In the past, Qiao Muyuan liked to watch them showing off their dog food, but now that he sees it, he feels sour.

She doesn't have a boyfriend now.

The little sisters asked her to go back to the capital all day long, saying that when she returned to the capital, they would introduce her to a boyfriend, whatever she wanted.

Qiao Muyuan also knew that he didn't have the kind of man he wanted, but so what.

The little girl frowned, holding the hot water bottle, and finally took out the test paper prepared by Ji Changmu and took it.

Sister Cui came to the hospital in the afternoon. She was very enthusiastic but did not disturb Qiao Muyuan and only helped to take care of her.

Time passed slowly, and at night, Qiao Muyuan had dinner but Ji Changmu didn't come back.

She sent Sister Cui home. She didn't need anyone to take care of her.

It was getting dark, the curtains were drawn, and she turned on the TV to watch.

When she tuned into entertainment gossip, she accidentally heard em's name, stopped and looked at the news carefully.

It was a gossip from a few days ago. Ji Changmu attended Count Henry's family dinner and was accidentally photographed from the back side by side with Miss Catherine. There was only the back and nothing else.

Qiao Muyuan recognized his watch and even his coat at a glance.

It turned out that he was still with Miss Catherine. No wonder he was indifferent to her enthusiasm. Maybe he still thought she was ridiculous in his heart.

The gossip news is very short, followed by several paragraphs of other gossip, some of which the protagonist Qiao Muyuan recognizes, and some of which he does not.

If it was the Beijing circle, she would recognize most of the protagonists of the gossip.

Qiao Muyuan leaned on the bed and watched silently. If she wanted someone to accompany her, she could just make a phone call, but she didn't want anyone to accompany her.

At nearly eight o'clock in the evening, Ji Changmu rushed back from outside, his coat still carrying the wind, frost and cold outside. He untied his scarf and hung the coat on the hanger.

"Sister Cui said that not long after she arrived, you let her go home."

"I don't have any arms or legs, so I don't need anyone to take care of me."

"What nonsense."

Ji Changmu went into the bathroom and washed his hands, then walked to the bed and touched her forehead: "The fever is gone. Did the nurse take her temperature?"

"I came once in the afternoon, but not yet in the evening."

"Oh, did the doctor say anything?"

"The doctor said that the medicine I took was hopeless and there will be lifelong sequelae. The main symptom is that I can't take my eyes away when I see a good-looking little brother."

Ji Changmu smiled: "Then you are not looking at me now, which means the medicine is not strong enough."

"It means you're not good-looking." Qiao Muyuan muttered, lowering his head.
Chapter completed!