Now that Qiao Muyuan and Ji Changmu have separated, the most indispensable thing in the world is men. Qiao Muyuan can find a better boyfriend in the future.

Qiao Chengfan had a very bad impression of Ji Changmu. An old man who was much older than Qiao Muyuan was scheming, calculating and exploitative. He deceived Qiao Muyuan into bruises. When had the little girl ever suffered like this?

Ji Changmu left after graduation. Qiao Muyuan cried very sadly. Qiao Chengfan had never seen a little girl cry like that. You know, Qiao Muyuan's unhappiness came and went quickly. But that time, the little girl cried

It's going to be dark.

Unexpectedly, Ji Changmu would come to provoke Qiao Muyuan many years later.

He was really tired of living.

The rain was still falling, Qiao Chengfan's fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel, and the sound of rain outside the window could be clearly heard in the car. The rain curtain hung low, and the night was like a giant.

Qiao Chengfan looked at the rearview mirror with sharp eyes.

He didn't expect Ji Changmu to come at this time. It seemed that he knew what was going on.

This account must be settled eventually.

After about half an hour of touching it, water splashed up from behind Qiao Chengfan's black Maserati.

Through the water curtain, he saw Ji Changmu's car. The car lights were on. Qiao Chengfan, who had excellent eyesight, saw the outline of Ji Changmu's face in the driver's seat.

Ji Changmu's car drove to the other side of the road and stopped side by side with Qiao Chengfan's Maserati.

Qiao Chengfan pushed open the driver's door, got out of the car holding a large black umbrella, walked around to Ji Changmu's door and kicked hard: "Get down!"

The light was dim, Qiao Chengfan's face was firm and straight, and his eyes were cold.

Ji Changmu didn't speak, his thin lips pursed tightly. He also took an umbrella and got out of the car.

There is a small road leading to the countryside between the two cars.

Ji Changmu held the umbrella with his sharp-knuckled hands, and his Qingjun and elegant face showed an unruffled calm. He looked at Qiao Chengfan with a pair of deep eyes. Compared to Qiao Chengfan's uneven sullenness, he looked more peaceful.

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The distance between the two men was very close, within arm's reach.

This was Ji Changmu's first time meeting Qiao Chengfan. As rumored, the eldest son of the Qiao family was young and promising, and much prettier than in the photos.

The rain fell rapidly along the edge of Ji Changmu's umbrella. A gust of wind blew by, and some raindrops jumped onto his dark shirt. The areas stained by the rain quickly spread and formed black water stains.

The wind and rain never stop.

Qiao Chengfan also held the handle of the umbrella tightly, staring at Ji Changmu with eyes colder than the rain.

Their eyes met, and no one avoided them.

"Should I call you Ji Changmu or Boris?" Qiao Chengfan spoke first.

"As you wish." Ji Changmu's voice was calm and his steps did not move.

"You are as well-dressed as I imagined, but I wonder if Mr. Ji is so glamorous inside?"

"Qiao always has something to say."

Qiao Chengfan suddenly stepped forward and punched Ji Changmu on the right side of his face!

Ji Changmu did not hide, he held the umbrella tightly, turned his head slightly, and received Qiao Chengfan's punch firmly!

Qiao Chengfan was very strong, and blood flowed from the corner of Ji Changmu's mouth, which was particularly eye-catching in the rainy night, but he only wiped it away, and his complexion remained the same.

"Aren't you going to fight back?" Qiao Chengfan pressed forward step by step, "Do you know why I hit you?"

Qiao Chengfan raised his fist to greet Ji Changmu's face again, but this time, Ji Changmu had quick eyesight and quick hands, and held his wrist tightly: "There is no need to blame em for SJ's loss. There is only one outcome for continuing to carry it.
Chapter completed!