Qiao Muyuan smiled: "What about my husband?"

"It's the most handsome man I've ever met. You are so talented and beautiful. You are so good."

Qiao Muyuan smiled very happily, and she ate honey.

The bouquet of champagne roses that Ji Changmu had just bought for her happened to be useful. Ji Changmu sat on the chair, and she stood with flowers in her arms, and they took a few photos together.

There aren't many fancy Huli's, the easiest group photos, but it's their first official photo.

The photo was quickly obtained, and Qiao Muyuan couldn't let it go.

She looked at the man in a suit in the photo, with curvy eyebrows and eyes: "Brother Ji, the photo is ready."

Ji Changmu took out a pen and wrote a few words behind a photo: Forgetting one's heart forever and reaching the promise of old age.

Qiao Muyuan blushed, it turned out that her brother Ji was quite romantic.

He signed his name below and handed her the pen: "Would you like to sign your name? This is the first year we agreed on."

Qiao Muyuan signed his name without hesitation and smiled brightly: "It will take many, many years to come."

They walked out of the studio together.

The autumn wind is warm and the osmanthus is fragrant.

The colorful light of the sun is reflected on the curtain wall of the tall building.

"Brother Ji, do you still remember? When I was a child, I gave you a still, a very beautiful photo."

"At that time, I just stuck it in the book and I could find it in Bincheng."

"You don't care at all! I gave it to you happily at that time, but you just threw it away."

"..." Ji Changmu smiled, "What do I care about a little girl who is seven or eight years old?"

OK, he is right.

When she arrived downstairs of her studio, Qiao Muyuan hugged the flower and waved her goodbye to him. There were starlight in her eyes as clear as spring water. The wind blew her hair, and a smile on her bright red lips were raised.

Her eyebrows and heads are all over her head, and she looks forward to her posture.

Ji Changmu narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes never leaving her face.

All the surrounding scenery has lost its color, and she is his beauty in the world.

If she hadn't been walking towards him firmly, Ji Changmu would have missed her forever in his life.

Qiao Muyuan went upstairs.

Ji Changmu returned to the car.

Ayong had been in the driving position without moving. He was wearing sunglasses and calmly waited for Ji Changmu to get into the car and said calmly: "Mr. Ji, there is a black Beijing Bentley behind the right side, and he has been following us since the Kapok Road before."

"Drive, turn left by three kilometers in the intersection ahead."

"good."

Ayong started the car.

Sure enough, the Bentley behind it was still following.

The car began to drive from the bustling city center to the remote construction site.

It is becoming more and more biased, with fewer and fewer vehicles, and no one is seen.

Ji Changmu dialed a phone number, the eldest son of the Qiao family.

He has kept his cell phone number.

"Mr. Qiao, long time no see."

Ji Changmu made a gesture and asked Ayong to stop the car.

Later, the Bentley also parked.

"Ji Changmu, I underestimate you. You dare to set foot on my territory."

"Same." Ji Changmu leaned against the back row, his face calm and his voice was low. "I also underestimated Mr. Qiao's behavior. I thought he was an open-minded and honest young man, but I didn't expect that he was a villain who was unfair and used despicable means to embarrass and humiliate me."
Chapter completed!