A bright moon hangs in the sky outside the bar. The moonlight is hazy, and the bright moonlight shines on the ground through the intertwined branches and leaves.

The north wind howled at night in early winter, and it was very cold.

Being alone outside, Qiao Muyuan felt homesick...

She thought so hard that she cried loudly in the bar.

There were a lot of strange people in places like bars, so no one paid much attention to Qiao Muyuan. She was lying on her small table alone, crying so hard.

I miss my dad, my mom, my brother, and the brother who doesn’t miss her...

Qiao Muyuan's cheeks were red, his eyes were hazy from drunkenness, and he lay on the table in a daze, talking nonsense.

I'm a little sleepy and don't want to sleep.

She wanted to go home now, very much.

But she couldn't go back.

At some point, a tall figure walked to the table. The man was slender, with a huge sense of oppression, his brows were furrowed, and his deep eyes looked at Qiao Muyuan, who was lying on the table.

He was still wearing the same clothes he had on during the day.

Walking to Qiao Muyuan, he almost effortlessly pulled her out of the sofa. Seeing the mess on the floor and the messy table, Ji Changmu frowned even deeper.

"When did you learn to drink?" Ji Changmu asked immediately.

His deep and cold voice rang in his ears. Qiao Muyuan thought he had heard wrongly and tried to open his eyes.

Ji Changmu was very close to her, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw his enlarged face.

She scratched her hair: "I want to go home."

"Let me ask you, when did you learn to drink? Do your family members know about it? Do you want me to take a photo and send it to them now?"

"My family doesn't care about me, why do you care about me! Stay away! I hate you!" Qiao Muyuan shook his head, trying to get rid of him.

But, I can't get rid of it.

Ji Changmu grabbed her collar and pulled her out.

He paid Qiao Muyuan's bill and took her to his car without saying a word.

"Help...help me..." Qiao Muyuan shouted to the bar owner.

"Shut up." Ji Changmu glared at her.

He took Qiao Muyuan into his car and threw him directly in the passenger seat!

The car was very warm, but Qiao Muyuan seemed to have drunk too much. He immediately slumped down on the soft sofa cushion of the passenger seat and found a comfortable position.

The hypnotic scent of lavender in the air and the warm air blowing through made her drowsy.

But the drunk Qiao Muyuan was restless and muttered something like a little nun chanting sutras: "I want to go home... I want to eat the food at home and see the flowers at home... The persimmons at home are ripe and I haven't eaten them this year.

...I used to climb a tree to pick persimmons every year. One time I fell from the tree. It didn't hurt, but I fell on a rotten persimmon, like a tabby cat... It was fun..."

Ji Changmu found a towel from the trunk, poured mineral water on it, and got in the car.

He couldn't quite hear her words clearly, so he just wiped her face with a towel and wiped it clean.

"Qiao Muyuan, do you know who I am?" Ji Changmu reached out and pinched her soft, white chin, forcing her to look at him.

The soft warm-toned light shines on the little girl's face, making her already fair and flawless face look even more soft and delicate, sweet, like an alluring camellia.

Qiao Muyuan barely opened his eyes just a slit, and carefully looked at the enlarged person in front of him, with Ji Changmu's face in his pupils.
Chapter completed!