Qiao Muyuan handed his little hand to him: "You can touch it and see."

Ji Changmu grabbed her little hand. Fortunately, it wasn't too cold. The heating in the hotel was indeed quite sufficient. She also drank a lot of wine.

She smiled, rolled into his arms, wrapped her soft little hands around his waist, and rubbed her little head in his arms: "Brother Ji, please talk to me... I am quite happy tonight, very happy

I haven’t attended a dinner like this for a long time... By the way, they all complimented my dress today because it looked so beautiful..."

"It seems that my aesthetics is still very good."

"Of course, if you like me, it means you have good taste."

When Qiao Muyuan drank too much, he talked more.

Ji Changmu had not drunk so much wine for a long time. He rubbed his temples and felt a headache.

But he still tried his best to talk to Qiao Muyuan and answered a few phone calls in the middle. It was the end of the year and he had a lot of work.

He also tried his best to share whatever burdens he could help Qiao Muyuan.

Qiao Muyuan said for a while that he got tired first and fell asleep in Ji Changmu's arms, not caring that the makeup on his face had smeared on his white shirt.

Ji Changmu looked out the window at the capital city, long time no see.

…

As the Spring Festival approaches, the flavor of the new year is getting stronger and stronger.

Tao Wenxing was busy and kept Huanhua in good order. There were many potted plants in Huanhua's courtyard, and small lanterns were hung on some trees, which made her look happy.

Ji Changmu has been staying in Huanhua these days. Every time he comes to the capital, he is no longer used to going to his villa, so he points to Qiao Muyuan to raise him.

That morning, after breakfast, Tao Wenxing brought the potatoes over to Qiao Muyuan.

She was talking about potatoes in the capital these days. She was afraid that the servants in Qiao Zhai could not raise them well, so she wanted to raise them herself.

Tao Wenxing helped her bring the potatoes early in the morning.

The little guy has gained some weight and is not afraid of people, especially Qiao Muyuan.

This dog doesn't grow up. It looks like a very small dog, ranging from small to large.

When my brother was raising potatoes, my father would often say that he had no future and that there was nothing better to do than raise a small pet dog.

Now, my brother will never come back.

"Tudou, Tudou, let's take you out for a walk." Qiao Muyuan hugged it and said to Ji Changmu, "Brother Ji, let's go to Qiao's department store and buy some New Year's goods."

"Okay, I just don't have anything to do today."

"Year after year, time flies so fast."

"Why are you suddenly feeling emotional?"

Qiao Muyuan rubbed Tudou's little head, her eyes a little confused and confused. She lowered her head and said nothing.

Ji Changmu knew that she missed Qiao Chengfan.

The brother who grew up with her died young, and no one can replace Qiao Chengfan's place in her heart.

Ji Changmu tied a scarf on her: "Let's go, let's go to the department store."

"Well, bring the potatoes with you."

"good."

The driver took them to the largest department store of Qiao Group. Qiao Muyuan liked to look left and right and buy various gadgets. Ji Changmu watched patiently with her.

Walking to a porcelain shop, Qiao Muyuan saw a cute pet cat ornament made of white porcelain. Just as he was about to pick it up, there was a crisp and audible voice beside him: "Sister Qiao Muyuan."

Qiao Muyuan turned around, huh?

It turned out to be Jiang Yunxiang.

"Think about it, it's winter vacation?"

"Yeah, it's winter vacation, so I just came here to go shopping and buy some things."

"Where will you go on vacation? Where will you celebrate the New Year?"
Chapter completed!