When he was working, she would sit next to him, eat snacks and watch him work.

Ji Changmu didn't shy away from her, Qiao Muyuan stared at his contract and plan, but he didn't care.

Qiao Muyuan was holding the hot water bottle, which was very comfortable. However, Ji Changmu didn't talk to her, which made her a little uncomfortable. Occasionally she would take the initiative to say: "Professor, I did not take any elective courses in the Department of Finance this year."

"Is it because you don't want to choose without my guidance?"

"No, I have a psychological shadow."

"It's not a bad thing to learn a little."

"It's of no use to me. I want to film and become a star."

"Are you really not afraid that your father will break your legs?"

"With the resources you gave me, if my dad hits me, you have to be there to help me with it." Qiao Muyuan said shamelessly.

Ji Changmu looked at the screen, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

It was still raining outside, and the patter of rain could be heard in the ward, which was lingering and lonely.

They chatted without a word, and neither felt sleepy.

"professor……"

"Um?"

"That, that Qi Xuan... seems to like you."

"Don't talk nonsense, I told you, she is just my friend's sister."

"She called you Brother Ji."

"What if?"

"..." Qiao Muyuan choked, unhappy.

"You can call me too." Ji Changmu lowered his eyes without raising his head, "Of course, I don't mind if you call me something else."

"Call the beast, call the beast, call the beast!" Qiao Mu yelled a few times, still feeling angry in her heart, although she didn't know where it came from.

Ji Changmu frowned, so childish.

On a cold night and a bleak winter day, they sat together.

Not long after, Ji Changmu put away his tablet and said seriously to Qiao Muyuan, who was sitting aside with his chin in his hands, "It's time for you to go to bed."

"I don't seem very sleepy."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Do you still remember...forget it, you don't remember."

"What's wrong with half-talking."

"I want to ask you...do you still remember the cherry blossom tree you planted with me? It will bloom in more than a month."

"oh."

"Do you remember?" Qiao Muyuan was angry.

Ji Changmu narrowed his eyes deliberately and thought for a moment: "Did I plant it with you?"

"Have you ever planted trees with others?" Qiao Muyuan became even more angry.

"Why do I remember growing it with Little Pomelo?"

"..." Qiao Muyuan's face turned red. No one had called her by her nickname for many years. Suddenly she heard Ji Changmu call her, and she felt a little ashamed, "I don't want to care about you anymore."

After saying that, the little girl stood up and ran to the next room.

Why does he always bully her?

Ji Changmu's eyes were clear, and a smile spread from the corners of his eyes to the tips of his eyebrows.

…

Maybe it was because the heater was so comfortable at night that Qiao Muyuan didn't wake up until very late the next day.

Ji Changmu had washed up early. He was wearing a crisp black casual coat and a turtleneck gray sweater underneath. He had a clean face and slender legs.

He quietly opened Qiao Muyuan's door and looked at her many times in the morning. The little girl was still sleeping.

Yan Jia was right, she was his little ancestor.

Ji Changmu had to take care of her as a patient and think about everything for her.

He was not in a hurry, so he sat on the balcony and called his assistant.

The assistant came over to help him pack everything and move it to the car. Seeing that Ji Changmu was in good spirits, he was relieved: "President, the apartment is all packed."
Chapter completed!