But Ji Changmu did not return to the private room for a long time. He kept standing by the window, looking at the criss-crossing streets downstairs with cold eyes.

After a long time, Ji Changmu has not left yet. He is standing in the dark. Most people will not notice him. He also knows that only this quiet moment truly belongs to him.

He picked up his cell phone and called several doctors he knew in New York, asking about his mother's condition one by one.

However, the conclusions reached are almost the same as before, and it is recommended to perform surgery as soon as possible.

Ji Changmu was silent for a long time. He would not be worried if it was another doctor, and the success rate could not be guaranteed. He only wanted the doctor at that time to continue to help with the operation.

Unfortunately, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

There is only one way, call Tong Qian.

Ji Changmu closed his eyes. He knew that if Tong Qian helped him, he would be entangled with this woman for the rest of his life, but if he didn't find her, his mother's situation would really not be optimistic.

Finally, Ji Changmu called Tong Qian.

Tong Qian was surprised. You should know that in the past few years, Changmu had never taken the initiative to call her, and he deliberately kept a distance from her.

She answered the phone, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and asked softly: "Chang Mu, what's the matter?"

"Are you free? Come out and I'll buy you a cup of coffee."

"Now?"

"yes."

Tong Qian was not sure what Ji Changmu wanted to do, so she pondered for a long time without saying anything.

"Can't you get out? Are you in trouble?"

"Chang Mu, what do you want from me? Is it something important? Chaochao hasn't gone to bed yet, I have to coax him to sleep first."

"Then you coax first. I'll wait for you at the coffee shop and I'll send you my location later." Since he had chosen to call Tong Qian, he didn't want to wait any longer.

"That's fine."

Ji Changmu's evening entertainment was not important. He found an excuse to leave the banquet and drove to a nearby more secretive coffee shop alone.

The night is dark.

Wearing a long windbreaker, he sat calmly and calmly on the sofa in the private room, with his legs crossed and his thin lips pursed tightly.

There are no windows in the private room, so the privacy is very good.

When Tong Qian didn't come, Ji Changmu sat quietly, elegant and gentlemanly, and he could hear his own heartbeat while meditating.

Tong Qian expected that Ji Changmu would not do anything to her, and she had not provoked any of his women recently. I heard that he was also very busy during this period, and he and the little vixen seemed to have broken up long ago.

The financial war is about to break out. Ji Changmu definitely has no time to talk to her, but why did he call her today?

Unable to process her thoughts, Tong Qian simply went to the appointment calmly.

"Chang Mu." Tong Qian opened the door of the private room. She was wearing a thin white knitted sweater on her upper body and a plain one-step skirt on her lower body.

She threw her bag on the sofa and sat down opposite Ji Changmu.

"Order what you want to drink." Ji Changmu handed her the menu.

"Thank you..." Tong Qian casually ordered a latte and handed the menu to Ji Changmu, "Why do you have time to see me today? You must be very busy recently, right? I often see you in the news, it seems

em’s recent situation is not very clear.”

"I have something to ask you." Ji Changmu ordered his own coffee and pressed the button to let the waiter in.

"Chang Mu, you have lost a lot of weight recently. Are you working too hard? I happen to be learning how to make soup. Shall I make a soup for you tomorrow? Do you like it sweeter or saltier?"

Ji Changmu did not respond, his face was stern.
Chapter completed!