In the evening, after taking a shower, Qiao Muyuan sat on the sofa in her bedroom wearing pajamas. She recorded the key points of the seminar with a pen and wrote and drew on the manuscript paper.

Feifei and Maoqiu were chasing each other in the bedroom, jumping on Qiao Muyuan's lap from time to time to study with her.

It rained almost all the time in Bolton for a few days. After returning to London, it got much better and the weather became sunny.

After she finished taking notes, she sent the electronic version to her instructor, and had a video chat with the teacher for an hour.

The teacher still admires her very much and still hopes that she can stay in the UK.

Qiao Muyuan didn't think about it well. Anyway, there is only a long time to come, so she can think about it slowly.

The ups and downs between Mr. Qiao and JY are not suitable for her. What she likes most is this quiet life, with the steady flow of water, day and night.

After hanging up the video, Qiao Muyuan took out his small guitar, sat on the balcony and played a song.

Feifei and Maoqiu were both immersed in the music, sitting motionless and stretching.

The sky is filled with stars.

Tomorrow will be another beautiful sunny day.

…

London is rainy and humid in the autumn.

Qiao Muyuan is busy with schoolwork and has not returned to China for a long time since coming here.

The center of London has a prosperous business district, with towering high-rise buildings, parks, museums, the Financial City, and docks interspersed in it, criss-crossing it, and dotted around it.

On weekends, Qiao Muyuan is used to wandering around the city, and occasionally goes to watch a movie with his classmates.

On this day, she was shopping for trench coats in the mall and happened to choose the latest style of trench coat. She was about to pick it up and try it on when she put one hand on the clothes hanger beside her.

Qiao Muyuan raised his head, and it turned out to be...

Having already graduated, Qiao Muyuan has not met her since coming this semester, and he did not expect to meet her here.

Qiao Muyuan was too lazy to answer, picked up the windbreaker and said to the shopping guide: "Let me try it on."

He raised his eyebrows slightly and pressed down on the dress: "I bought it directly."

Qiao Muyuan knew she was provoking and did not let go: "First come, first served, I came first."

"I pay first, then it belongs to me."

"It's just a piece of clothing, why are you so arrogant with me here?" Qiao Muyuan didn't buy her fault and looked cold.

"To be honest, Janna, I didn't expect to meet you here. I thought you were too embarrassed to go back to England to study." He said provocatively, "However, you seem to be living a good life, but the feeling of divorce is not good.

Does it feel good? I have told you before that your husband is not a kind person, and one day he will play you to death."

"Get out of the way." Qiao Muyuan held the clothes and looked at her indifferently. She also wanted to try on clothes in the fitting room, but she was blocked.

"I said, I want this dress."

"I have the clothes in my hand, I have the final say whether you want them or not."

"Hey, divorced little women are very arrogant. Without the support of your husband, you'd better not mess with me." He said calmly.

There were all kinds of looks coming from all around.

Qiao Muyuan didn't like being watched. She picked up the clothes and said to the shopping guide: "I won't try it on anymore. I'll wrap it up and pay for it."

"No, I paid the bill first." He refused, folding his arms and blocking Qiao Muyuan's way, "You should understand the rules of your store, right? If you don't follow the rules, I will go to the forum to expose you."

Qiao Muyuan directly called Tao Wenxing and reported the name of the store: "Uncle Tao, I have a little trouble here."
Chapter completed!