Ye Jiaqi was startled by her and grabbed her soft little hand: "Back?"

"Mom, I'm late. I slept in this morning." She hugged Ye Jiaqi's neck and refused to let go, acting like a spoiled child with her as she did when she was a child. The only people in the world who indulged her the most were her family members.

"Jet lag?"

"It's okay, I'm in good condition now." Qiao Muyuan said happily, "Mom, I brought you a gift. The housekeeper will bring it in later."

"As long as you come back safely, don't bring any gifts." Ye Jiaqi took her hand and said, "Come here, sit down and talk to me."

"Where's Dad?"

"In the kitchen."

"He's cooking today? Then I'm really lucky."

"He is not busy in New York and often cooks."

"I didn't cook much in the capital before. If I wanted to eat his cooking, sometimes I wouldn't be able to eat it even once a year." Qiao Muyuan knew that his father must be trying to make his mother happy.

"Isn't there anyone willing to cook for you now?"

"..." Qiao Muyuan was silent for a while, "It doesn't count."

"Well, your dad and I don't think it counts." Ye Jiaqi was still a little angry about what happened in the first half of the year. She also knew that during that time, Qiao Muyuan was busy day and night, almost shouldering the burden of the entire Qiao family and could not bear it.

Sometimes I would cry secretly alone.

In the past, in the Qiao family, who dared to make Qiao Muyuan cry.

And the person who brought her this was none other than Ji Changmu.

Ye Jiaqi asked the servant to bring a plate of fruit. She and Qiao Muyuan sat in the courtyard eating fruit and drinking tea.

On the way, Qiao Muyuan went to the kitchen.

Josnian was wearing casual home clothes and was studying the recipes carefully. Seeing that Qiao Muyuan was back, he cooked two more dishes.

Qiao Muyuan exchanged greetings with his father and then returned to the courtyard.

The warm wind blew by, and Qiao Muyuan nibbled on melon seeds for a while.

Ye Jiaqi's face was rosy, and there was finally a hint of emotion in his eyes: "Mu Yuan, where are the others?"

"In his own home."

"Oh, you guys parted ways after you got off the plane last night?"

"Well, that kind of person is easy to push the envelope and separate well." Qiao Muyuan saw that his parents' attitudes were unclear, so he didn't dare to speak too clearly.

"I read the news reports. Fortunately, nothing happened. Otherwise, that kind of accident..." Ye Jiaqi couldn't imagine it.

"Mom, it's okay, it's okay, I'm right in front of you now."

"Have you gone to the hospital for a checkup?"

"It's okay, the cabin is safe."

"He's always by your side?"

"Yes..." Qiao Muyuan whispered.

Ye Jiaqi didn't know what to say for a while. She didn't want to say more about Ji Changmu. She also saw the news photo last night. When the man looked at Qiao Muyuan, his eyes were filled with love.

.

She knew that look. Josnian had looked at her with the same look thousands of times before, and it couldn't be faked no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

Qiao Muyuan didn't want to talk more about Ji Changmu, so just let that man cool.

She changed the topic and chatted with Ye Jiaqi about something else.

When they were about to eat, Ji Changmu sent her a location message: "I'm here."

Qiao Muyuan saw it was a hospital and replied: "Why did you go to the hospital?"

Ji Changmu: "There is a little trauma that needs to be dealt with."

Qiao Muyuan: "Injured?"

Ji Changmu: "It's okay. I was hit on the back by something last night. It's not serious."

Qiao Muyuan: "What did the doctor say?"
Chapter completed!