Tong Qian thought about it for a day before she realized that Ji Changmu's coldness was deep inside. Even before the Ji family went bankrupt, Ji Changmu's treatment of others was only superficially gentle and polite.

Ji Changmu on the other end of the phone did not deny it. In fact, he felt that Tong Qian was right.

"Tong Qian, what you said is right, so I don't want to delay you anymore. I, Ji Changmu, have no feelings and no heart."

"I'm so disappointed in you, really, so disappointed..."

"You are right to be disappointed in me." Ji Changmu did not refute at all.

"Ji Changmu, is there anyone important in your heart? Or do you only love yourself?"

"We have broken up. You don't need to explore my world anymore."

"Explore? I have never entered your world!"

"Tong Qian, if you don't let me go to the airport to see you off, then I won't go." Ji Changmu's voice was as cold as ever, like this cold night in late autumn.

Tong Qian's heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, completely cold. She couldn't hear the slightest concern in Ji Changmu's warm voice. You know, she had flown for more than ten hours from the United States to see him.

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What's the result?

He only loves himself.

Not to mention living in his heart, she has never even seen what his heart looks like.

"You don't need to send her off, Ji Changmu, just pretend that we have never met." Tong Qian hung up the phone while crying, covered herself in the quilt, and cried until the sky was dark.

Ji Changmu also silently put down his phone.

He has a fever.

After drinking wine in the afternoon and being blown by the cold wind, coupled with his depressed mood, he felt weak and sore all over.

The "time" that is most important to him in daily life seems to be useless at this moment, as if he is watching something he loves passing by but cannot catch it.

Ji Changmuqiang took medicine to cheer up and was about to take a shower when Professor Yang sent him a text message.

In the text message was a form, which was a list of finance departments of some well-known domestic universities that you could apply for, as well as a few foreign finance schools.

Ji Changmu sneered, are you fooling him with these things?

Which school here can compare to Wharton? None.

With his qualifications, can he only attend these schools?

Ji Changmu sneered.

Professor Yang then sent another message: Changmu, please think about it. If you have any undecided ideas, please contact the teacher in time and we will be happy to help.

Ji Changmu couldn't possibly consider it.

He has only one goal, one and only one.

He must go to the United States to study abroad at public expense.

Ji Changmu turned off his cell phone, found a pack of cigarettes from Shen Fangzhou's drawer, took one out, and went to the balcony to light it.

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A week has passed.

On Friday night, little Yuzi came home from school.

She was humming and jumping up and down, holding a lollipop in her hand.

After my father came back from the United States, he went on a business trip again, but my mother was at home.

Her mother brought her back many photos of babies. They were all little princesses from her uncle's family. Her nickname was "Niuniu". She was plump, pink, and so cute, like a little rabbit.

Xiao Youzi threw her schoolbag on the sofa and ate a lollipop close to Ye Jiaqi who was reading a magazine on the sofa.

"Mom, little Yuzi wants to eat the snacks you made."

"Okay, I'll make it for you tonight."

"Mom is the best." Xiao Youzi hugged her neck and almost rubbed the lollipop on Ye Jiaqi's clothes.
Chapter completed!