Qiao Muyuan waved his hand at him.

Liang Kai stood outside the window and said with a smile: "Close the window. It's cold outside. Go back and have a rest early. By the way, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

Qiao Muyuan closed the window and Tao Wenxing started the car.

"I have met Mr. Liang Kai many times. He is really a polite and gentleman." Tao Wenxing drove the car.

"Yes, brother Liang Kai has been very polite since he was a child. My dad often praises him. He has lived in France for many years and has a bit of French romance in him." Qiao Muyuan smiled, "Actually, speaking of it, brothers who grew up together

It’s all good to me.”

"The best thing for the young lady is the eldest son."

"Hehe, yes, Brother Chengfan loves me the most, even though he always says I'm stupid. When I was in school, he always protected me, for fear that I would suffer a disadvantage."

"Where did the eldest son go on a business trip? Why has there been no news?"

"I'm not sure. He has been very busy since he took over Qiao's. If it weren't for him, Zhixing and I wouldn't be so happy."

"Well, the eldest son has a heavy burden on his shoulders."

Qiao Muyuan chatted with Tao Wenxing for a while. She thought the earrings were too heavy, so she took them off and threw them in her bag.

She turned on her phone and saw that the organizer had sent her a photo of her performance on stage. Qiao Muyuan liked it very much and saved it.

She subconsciously wanted to share it with Ji Changmu, but in the end she didn't.

Halfway through, she clicked on ins again.

Lu Siyu posted a selfie of him sitting in the car - after working overtime, he set off to a nearby hotel to rest and be full of energy for tomorrow.

Qiao Muyuan originally wanted to pass by, but after taking a closer look, he saw that this was not Lu Siyu's car, this car... belonged to Ji Changmu.

Although the photo Lu Siyu posted only showed the co-pilot, how could Qiao Muyuan not recognize the car Ji Changmu Chang was driving.

This ins was posted at one o'clock in the morning.

Qiao Muyuan's finger paused on the screen for a few seconds, and finally crossed the page.

There was no Lu Siyu, but Chen Siyu, Wang Siyu, and Qiao Muyuan didn't want to ask any more questions.

After returning to the villa, Peter ran to her immediately.

Qiao Muyuan squatted down, her long skirt trailing on the ground. She rubbed Pete's little head and smiled like a flower: "Peter, you are the fastest runner."

Maoqiu and Feifei also ran over, and they surrounded Qiao Muyuan, who felt quite happy.

The maid had already prepared dinner, tea, and toiletries for her.

She picked up the smallest fur ball and played with it for a while.

"Miss, this is the evening newspaper." Tao Wenxing handed her the newspaper delivered in the evening.

"Is there any special news? If not, I won't read it."

"I looked through it, and most of it was British news. Mr. Meng's company was mentioned. Mr. Meng's financial company is a leader in London."

"Uncle Meng has always been very good. Although the company is far smaller than Joe's, the pressure is much less, so Uncle Meng's life is actually more comfortable."

Qiao Muyuan put down the hair ball and went to the bathroom to change clothes and wash her face.

A person can live freely in the UK, so why should she care about those unpleasant things? She figured out that there is no need.

…

The day before New Year's Eve, Ji Changmu called Qiao Muyuan.

Qiao Muyuan was basking in the sun and listening to music in the garden when she answered the phone.

"Qiao Muyuan, did you meet Liang Kai in England?"

Qiao Muyuan was stunned for a few seconds. Is his news so clear?
Chapter completed!