What she responded to was the sound of the faucet in the bathroom. The water was turned on so loudly that Qiao Muyuan wasn't even sure if he was listening to her.

Maybe he didn't go to bed until two or three o'clock at night, and he was woken up by her after sleeping for an hour or two, and he was really unhappy.

However, she was very angry when she got up, but she wouldn't be angry if he came to her room.

Qiao Muyuan lowered his head in despair and dropped his little hands: "Brother Ji, I'm sorry, I'm leaving, don't be angry. I left the gift I brought you downstairs, I'm sorry."

The little girl always corrected her mistakes when she knew they were wrong. She lowered her head and left the bathroom door.

The light in the bedroom was dim, so she exited the room and closed the door for him.

Sister Cui was already cleaning downstairs. After Qiao Muyuan said hello to her, she dragged her suitcase and left the villa area.

It was still dark, and the wind in the early morning was cold. I couldn't see anywhere except the scent of locust flowers floating in the air.

She thought he would be happy to see her, but she didn't expect him to react like this. Then after not seeing each other for so many days, he didn't miss her at all.

It seemed that she unilaterally believed that he was in love with her.

Qiao Muyuan hugged her thin sweater tightly. She was also wearing a suspender skirt that she had returned from vacation in the Maldives. It was extremely cold.

As she walked, she seemed lost again. She had been here several times, but she still couldn't remember the way. After finally reaching the gate, she tiredly dragged her suitcase and waited for a taxi.

It was difficult to get a taxi at this time, so when she got tired from standing, she sat on her suitcase and waited silently.

She lied to Uncle Tao and said she had a plane ticket for tomorrow. She originally wanted to stay at Ji Changmu's house and wait for him to come back, but unexpectedly she suffered a lot, having to wait for the bus alone under the dark night sky in the early morning.

She had never suffered like this in Beijing. The car hadn't arrived after more than ten minutes. She started crying as she thought about it, and her tears fell straight down.

Even if she disturbed him to sleep, she apologized, but he ignored her for no reason.

Because I don't care...

Or maybe I'm tired of staying with her.

At his age, women's feelings are always just a spice, dispensable, and he has no intention of coaxing a girl and thinks she is troublesome, so naturally he doesn't want to talk to her anymore.

Qiao Muyuan cried loudly and sat alone on the street, surrounded by no one.

She is so cold.

Suddenly, a black Mercedes-Benz stopped next to her.

Qiao Muyuan thought it was a taxi at first, but then he raised his watery eyes and saw that it was his car.

The driver's window was lowered, and his handsome, cold and dignified face gradually appeared in front of her, with his thin lips pursed tightly.

Ji Changmu had already dressed up, a dark shirt and a Vacheron Constantin watch on his wrist.

"Professor Ji..." She called him and saw his stern face, "I'm sorry."

"Why do you do something when you know you have to say sorry?" he asked coldly.

"I really didn't mean it. I didn't expect you to be so angry when you woke up. I thought I could give you a surprise. Maybe my appearance is not a surprise and you didn't expect it." Qiao Muyuan wiped his eyes and said, "I'm with you.

If you apologize, you won't do these things in the future. After all...if a person really likes me, he won't mind."

"Don't you mind? Miss Qiao is so willful that she can do whatever she wants."

After saying that, Ji Changmu suddenly threw a stack of photos out of the car window and threw them on the ground!
Chapter completed!