It happened that Mr. Qiao and his wife were both at home.

Ye Jiaqi was knitting a light yellow sweater for Egg Yolk. It was almost finished, and Qiao Muyuan was jealous when he saw it.

She ran into the garden and hooked her arms around Ye Jiaqi's neck like a baby: "Mom, I want a sweater too!"

"Don't bother your mother." Josnian on the side spoke first, "She insists on knitting sweaters for egg yolks. I didn't even agree with this. How dare you bother her."

"Well. My status in the family has changed. It's not as good as egg yolk."

Qiao Muyuan and Ji Changmu stood in the yard for a while. It was almost noon, and Josnian asked the kitchen to prepare some more dishes.

There was still a little time before dinner, so Ji Changmu walked around the backyard with Josnian.

The backyard was very large. When we moved to the golf course, Ji Changmu played golf with Josnian for a while.

Qiao Muyuan was playing with the egg yolk in the yard: "Mom, the egg yolk seems to have grown a little bigger."

"Puppies grow up quickly, and they are not children."

"This little sweater is so pretty, and the egg yolk is so happy."

"I knitted a sweater for you when you were little."

"Ah? My father is so rich, why did he let my mother knit a sweater... Oh, by the way, I remembered that when I was very young, I had no money in the village."

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "Why do you remember such a small thing?"

Those things seemed like long-distant memories to her, just like the last century.

But, this girl Qiao Muyuan actually mentioned it.

"Hehe, I think it's quite fun... Mom and dad must have had a lot of quarrels at that time, right? Isn't it like when Ji Changmu and I divorced, and we almost never interacted with each other until we died."

"Don't pry into your father's private affairs, be careful not to be overheard by him."

"Mom, let me ask you a little secret. Dad is so handsome and good-looking. He was similar to Ji Changmu when he was young. He should also have a lot of romantic debts, right? Has Dad ever done anything to feel sorry for you?"

"Why don't you ask him?"

"How dare you." Qiao Muyuan didn't dare even if he had the courage to do so.

"Then I won't answer you either."

"Ask, ask." Qiao Muyuan acted coquettishly to Ye Jiaqi again, "I have no other intention, I just want to know...if the person I love really made a serious mistake, should I forgive him?

"

"If he really made a serious mistake, such as cheating, keeping a lover or other principled mistakes, it can only mean that he doesn't love you that much or has stopped loving you a long time ago. For someone who has stopped loving you a long time ago,

Why should a man regard him as a treasure? One of the most important qualities of a man is loyalty, followed by responsibility, both of which are indispensable."

"Actually...Ji Changmu has both." Qiao Muyuan hugged the egg yolk and whispered to Ye Jiaqi, "Mom, you and dad just forgive him."

"Your father and I will not be involved in your life, we will make our own decisions."

Qiao Muyuan seemed unable to get a word out of her mother, but her mother still didn't seem to approve of Ji Changmu, which was difficult.

She no longer dwells too much on these matters. After all, she has not completely forgiven Ji Changmu yet.

The egg yolk barked twice.

Qiao Muyuan asked Ye Jiaqi again: "Mom, can I ask you a little secret again?"

"Can't."

"..." Wow, she is no longer as good as her mother.
Chapter completed!