Chapter 877o Running to one’s mother’s house alone (9)

"Go back and find it for me."

"As commanded."

He put his arm around her waist, and then kissed her ear affectionately. His hot breath brushed past her ear, and he scratched her waist twice with his fingers: "Are you still angry?"

"I'm not angry."

"Oh, I misunderstood, then why don't you have lunch with me? I'm a little angry now."

"Mr. Ji is very busy, so he probably doesn't have time to have lunch with me. Of course I can't disturb Mr. Ji."

"It seems that Mrs. Ji thinks I'm too busy and ignores your mood, so starting from this afternoon, I'll let you see if I'm busy."

"Don't tickle me...this is a cafe!"

"My own cafe, what are you afraid of?"

"I haven't finished asking yet!"

"You ask." Ji Changmu did not let go of his hand at all, but hugged her tighter.

"Is that Miss Gu good-looking?"

"I didn't look carefully, but girls should be pretty well dressed."

"Mr. Ji's speech is really impeccable now."

If he directly replied to her with "not good-looking", it would be too fake and not sincere. Therefore, Qiao Muyuan felt that Ji Changmu was a bad person.

Ji Changmu smiled and said: "When you don't like me, nothing I say is right. When you look at me, you listen to whatever I say. Qiao Muyuan, isn't that right?"

"I have heard people say that this Miss Gu is as beautiful as a flower, and she is young. She must have just entered college, and is at the age where she is just about to bloom."

"Miss Gu and Miss Wang, in my eyes, they are all women, there is no difference."

"You really don't know Mr. Gu's style in Qinghua?"

"How do I know the style of a young man I have never met? Qiao Muyuan, do you really think I am omnipotent?"

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the private room door.

"Sir, your coffee is ready."

Qiao Muyuan sat up from his arms, sat upright, and straightened his clothes.

Ji Changmu then said: "Come in."

The waiter brought two cups of coffee and some snacks, then he bent down and closed the door of the private room.

Qiao Muyuan wasn't hungry either. He stirred the cup of coffee and gently lifted the crumbs hanging from his ears.

There was hot steam wafting over the coffee cup, and the entire quiet private room was filled with a rich aroma.

After a while, she seemed to be talking to herself, with her long eyelashes lowered: "With Mr. Ji's intelligence, it is impossible not to see what kind of person Mr. Gu is, and the purpose of bringing his daughter here.

It’s not like you don’t know.”

Ji Changmu did not return to his seat, but sat next to her. He gently picked up the cup with his slender fingers and said in a soft voice: "Thoughts are nothing more than those thoughts. To me, no matter how many thoughts he has, as long as I don't answer them, he will be gone."

It’s of no use.”

Qiao Muyuan raised his head and looked at him.

Ji Changmu also turned his head to look at her. The two were very close and looking at each other.

The slanting sunlight in the afternoon shone into the private room from the window, and Ji Changmu's calm eyes were filled with depth and solemnity.

Qiao Muyuan's eyelashes trembled, she hugged the hot coffee and said softly: "What about the future? Will you always turn a blind eye to their little thoughts?"

Qiao Muyuan asked cautiously, and she also knew that asking Ji Changmu about future events would be somewhat willful.

"When a person stands in a high enough position, he has the power to refuse everything he wants to refuse, and he also has this ability. The initiative is mine, and I can promise you."

"Then was there a day when you didn't like me?"
Chapter completed!