Looking around, this is not her small room! This is not her home!

A new and unfamiliar environment...

"Where is this? What have I done? What have you done?" Qiao Muyuan stared at Ji Changmu blankly.

"You don't remember anything about last night? Are you refusing to admit it when you wake up?"

"Huh?" Qiao Muyuan recalled seriously, last night? What did she do last night? What did she do?

After thinking about it, I can only think of the part where she went to a bar and drank a lot... and then she seemed to meet Ji Changmu... and then... I can't remember.

"Professor, where are you?" Qiao Muyuan was about to cry, "I didn't do anything to you, did I?"

"This is my home."

Seeing her like this, Ji Changmu really didn't remember anything. His face darkened and he took some new clothes from the closet to her: "Get dressed and go downstairs for breakfast."

"I, I don't want your wife's clothes..."

"Qiao Muyuan! Do you really not remember anything I said last night?" Ji Changmu suddenly pulled a face and left the room.

Qiao Muyuan:?

What did she do wrong? She is so pitiful.

Soon a maid came in. The maid lowered her voice: "Miss, these clothes are all new. We went out to buy them last night."

"You Mr. Ji... are a bit annoying."

"Our Mr. Ji is a very nice person."

"Where is his wife?" Qiao Muyuan couldn't help but ask.

"What madam? Mr. Ji is not married yet."

"Not married?" Qiao Muyuan seemed to remember what happened last night and some of the words he said, "Then do you know there is a little boy named Chaochao?"

"Never heard of it." The maid shook her head honestly, "Miss, please change your clothes. Breakfast is ready. Mr. Ji is downstairs."

Never heard of it?

Ji Changmu has some skills.

It seems that Tong Qian is not his wife, so what is she?

Tsk, master of time management.

Qiao Muyuan put on a sweater and short woolen coat, and an A-line woolen skirt underneath, looking lively and pretty.

She thought Ji Changmu had already eaten, but when she came downstairs, she saw him sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, seemingly waiting for her.

When she came here for the first time, she looked around and put her bag on her back: "Professor, thank you for your kindness. I'm going back to school first. I will transfer the money for the clothes to you."

"Breakfast is ready." Ji Changmu put down the newspaper, "I will take you back to school after eating."

"No need to bother Professor."

"We can talk about last night."

With that said, Ji Changmu walked towards the restaurant with long legs.

What happened last night? Qiao Muyuan's curiosity was aroused by him. She didn't really do anything to Ji Changmu last night, right?

She really couldn't remember that alcohol was harmful to people.

Her curiosity was pulsing, and she followed him into the restaurant.

The decoration of his home is also cold, black and white and simple, with no color and no atmosphere of life. It looks just like Ji Changmu, boring and boring.

The maid set the tableware and asked Ji Changmu: "Mr. Ji, we don't know what to call this lady yet."

"Call her Miss Qiao."

"No, no, just call me janna." Qiao Muyuan didn't want to put on any airs. After coming to New York, no one except Ji Changmu knew her identity.

The maid naturally followed Ji Changmu's instructions and nodded: "Miss Qiao, do you want coffee or tea?"

"Coffee." Qiao Muyuan smiled.

"good."
Chapter completed!