Finally, Ji Changmu was taken into a small bedroom by Qiao Zhixing, who euphemistically called it a reflection.

After reflecting on it, we can still happily eat and play together in the evening.

Qiao Zhixing played games with Qiao Muyuan and helped her pass several levels, and then he slowly coaxed her to get better.

What evil had he done to do such a happy thing?

Is Ji Changmu a wooden person?!

…

For several days in a row, Qiao Muyuan was not happy to see Ji Changmu. Qiao Zhixing got a big advantage. Ji Changmu made breakfast every morning, which was different every day.

This morning, Qiao Zhixing ate breakfast cooked by Ji Changmu and sat at the same table with Qiao Muyuan.

"Sister, do you really not want to take a bite? It's delicious."

"If it tastes good, just eat more."

"..." Qiao Zhixingmo said, "Sister, I'm going back to New York tomorrow."

"Do you want me to go to the airport to see you off? Or should your Mr. Ji see you off?"

"He's not mine, I don't want him."

"He has cooked a loving breakfast for you for several days. How can you just say you don't want it and just don't want it?"

"..." Qiao Zhixing touched his forehead, "Sister, let me tell you something seriously."

"What?" Qiao Muyuan ate the fried dumplings in the bowl carelessly. Today's beef fried dumplings were delicious.

"Let's wait until breakfast."

Qiao Muyuan paused with his chopsticks. It was rare for Qiao Zhixing to have such a serious expression.

But she smiled jokingly and said, "Are you going to say anything funny to me?"

"Sister, someone... returned to London from Bolton during this period, don't you think it's abnormal? I mean, that's what I mean."

"Oh, listening to you is like listening to a speech."

"..." Qiao Zhixing looked at the sky, "This is the last time I was so speechless."

He obviously wanted to say something very seriously.

Qiao Muyuan remained silent and said nothing.

She kept her head down while eating breakfast, slowly eating the fried dumplings in the bowl, but her eyes were already filled with turbulence.

Of course she knows the abnormality.

When Bolton met Ji Changmu, it was clear that he had already become calm, unconcerned with worldly matters, hiding in a paradise, like a god in heaven, indifferent and clear-minded, unwilling to take a step down to earth.

How could she not understand Ji Changmu? Once he decides on something, no one can take him back.

His decision to stay at Bolton was taken seriously.

Why would you want to go back to London again when your heart has clearly calmed down? It's unreasonable.

When she heard Qiao Zhixing ask this, she frowned. Was there something wrong with the surgery?

Qiao Zhixing also noticed Qiao Muyuan's reaction. He asked, "Does sister still hate him?"

"What did you say?" She finally raised her head.

"Do you still hate him?"

"I hated him..." Qiao Mu Yuanyun said calmly, as if answering the weather conditions today, "He himself is very hateful."

"Zhixing, tell the truth, is there something wrong with his surgery?"

"He..." Qiao Zhixing pursed his lips and paused, but said no more.

Qiao Muyuan was waiting for his next words, but received nothing.

Qiao Zhixing picked up the small fish balls in the bowl with chopsticks and ate them quietly without answering.

It was suddenly quiet all around, and you could even hear the wind outside the window.

This season, the wind is very strong.

The north wind blew through the treetops, causing the branches to tremble and the green leaves to fly. Those leaves fell to the ground and were soon blown to unknown distances by the wind.

The wind in the distance is farther than the distance.
Chapter completed!