She hugged his waist, rubbed her little head on his back, her cheeks were rosy as she had just gotten out of the bath, and whispered: "You will go back to Qiongzhou in two days, you will miss me.

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Ji Changmu smiled hoarsely, turned his head, and stroked her cheek with his fingers: "You know I want you to still stay in the capital?"

"I want to stay with my mother. I can't see her more than a few times a year. I miss her too." Qiao Muyuan coquettishly coquettished him, rubbed his shirt, and raised a pair of big watery eyes.

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Ji Changmu responded to her: "I'm going to take a shower first, and you buy the things you need to buy."

"Humph." Qiao Muyuan then let go of his hand.

This man is really.

Ji Changmu touched her little head to calm her down, and then turned to the bathroom.

The moonlight in Lancheng is clear and the clouds are clear and shallow.

About half a month ago, they were also in Lancheng and saw the same moon.

Qiao Muyuan sat on the sofa, turned on his phone and played for a while.

…

After Yan Jia's wedding, Qiao Muyuan stayed in the capital for a while before finally returning to Qiongzhou.

As soon as she returned to Qiongzhou, she found that Ji Changmu had gone to Y City on a business trip, so she plunged into her company and continued to prepare related matters with her lawyer.

On this day, she arrived at the tenth floor of the office building early in the morning. The entire floor was occupied by her company.

It can't compare with JY Group, but it's still her hard work.

She bought the entire first floor outright.

The decoration company has come in and is doing preliminary renovation work.

Qiao Muyuan, wearing a safety helmet, walked around the inner floor and came out with a disgraced face.

The dust was so choking that she coughed several times, and her windbreaker was stained with dust.

She threw down her safety helmet, patted the dust on her body, finally took a breath, and went downstairs to order a cup of milk tea.

There was no free space in the milk tea shop, so Qiao Muyuan had to share a table with others and politely asked the two girls at the same table: "Is there anyone here? Can I sit down?"

"Yes, of course."

Qiao Muyuan sat down beside him, drinking milk tea from the cup and taking a rest.

The two girls looked like they were college students, and they were chatting happily about college life.

Qiao Muyuan listened to their conversation and shared the snacks he bought with them.

"Qingqing, have you watched the recently popular online drama "Golden Horse"? The female protagonist is very good-looking, and the interaction with the male protagonist is very sweet."

"The heroine? Song Shan? She's not good-looking, but her acting skills are not good either."

"I think it looks good!"

"Isn't this drama filmed in Qiongzhou? I heard people say that Song Shan hooked up with the big boss in Qiongzhou and brought money to join the show. This script was not popular at first, and it was the big boss who came up with it."

"Which big boss? He praises his own canary so much and gossips about it."

"I don't know, there are too many big bosses in Qiongzhou."

When Qiao Muyuan heard this, he got a bad taste and participated in the discussion deliberately and secretly: "Is Song Shan really made famous by the big boss?"

"Little sister, do you also like Song Shan?"

"I saw it on TV, but I didn't feel anything at all. I'm face blind."

"That's right, she's not good-looking and has an internet celebrity face."

"You said that the most powerful group in Qiongzhou now is JY. Could it be that the president of JY is the one who got the fame?" Qiao Muyuan bit his straw and looked serious.

"It's possible that paparazzi photographed Song Shan getting out of a black car last time, and that car was later found to be the car of Boss JY."

Qiao Muyuan: "..."
Chapter completed!