Ji Changmu drank too much the night before and woke up very late the next day with a splitting headache.

He knew that he would be uncomfortable early in the morning. It was already past ten o'clock when he opened his eyes.

After washing up, he asked the servants and learned that Yan Jia and the others had been picked up by their respective housekeepers, and the villa had been cleaned with almost no trace of yesterday.

Ji Changmu simply ate some breakfast and turned on his phone to find that there were several missed calls.

Nothing else, but he saw Qiao Muyuan calling him.

She also looked for him on social software, early this morning.

Qiao Muyuan: (angry) (angry) (angry)

She tweeted several "angry" emoticons.

Ji Changmu looked down and realized that she had learned that last night was his birthday.

Qiao Muyuan: So last night was your birthday!

Ji Changmu's fingers paused slightly and did not move for a long time.

Without intending to say anything, he quit the chat and continued eating breakfast.

He cut the bread with his knife and fork boredly and spread the blueberry jam on it. He ate his breakfast in silence. He was the only one in the restaurant.

The silence as always is completely different from the hustle and bustle of yesterday.

Because he had a headache, Ji Changmu didn't go anywhere that day. It was rare for him to have such peace and quiet. He went to the rooftop of the villa to bask in the sun and drink tea alone.

The fully transparent top floor has a great view. The servants placed a lot of green plants on the rooftop. Although it is winter, the green plants are full of vitality, and some of them are still blooming with bright flowers.

The sunlight slanted through the glass window and shone on the wooden floor of the rooftop. Ji Changmu made a pot of Longjing tea, with a tablet and magazine that he had just opened.

He found a comfortable position and leaned on the seat, the warm winter light falling on his angular face.

In the afternoon, Qiao Muyuan called again.

She seemed very angry about this matter. As soon as Ji Changmu answered the phone, she said aggrievedly: "Why didn't you tell me your birthday yesterday? You don't seem to regard me as a friend."

"I don't like excitement."

"You just think I'm noisy... We've known each other for so long and you didn't even invite me to your birthday. I think you're a bit too much."

"Yes, we have known each other for a long time, but we don't seem to have any relationship. Why should the professor invite students to his birthday? I have so many students, do you think I should invite them all?"

Qiao Muyuan was choked by his words and couldn't calm down for a long time.

He is right.

She is just one of his students...

He didn't consider her a friend before, and he doesn't consider her a friend now.

He is still the same.

Qiao Muyuan remembered what he said, it's troublesome if someone likes you.

"Then you...did you invite Tong Qian?" Qiao Muyuan bit her lip and asked.

"No."

"I know." Qiao Muyuan hung up the phone.

She and Tong Qian were equal in his mind, well, very equal.

The wind blew and the pages of the magazine were turned.

Ji Changmu put down his phone and closed his eyes indifferently.

Qiao Muyuan never came to see him again. They originally made an appointment to discuss the topic together today, but Qiao Muyuan thought it was unnecessary.

She shouldn't bother the professor all day long, he would be disgusted if every student was like her.

Qiao Muyuan lowered his head and packed his books.
Chapter completed!