Qiao Muyuan smiled: "What about my husband?"

"He is the most handsome man I have ever seen. You two are so talented and beautiful. They are a perfect match."

Qiao Muyuan smiled extremely happily, as if he had eaten honey.

The bouquet of champagne roses that Ji Changmu just bought for her came in handy. Ji Changmu sat on a chair and she stood holding the flowers. They took a few photos together.

There aren't too many fancy things, it's the simplest photo, but it's their first official photo together.

I got the photo quickly and Qiao Muyuan couldn't put it down.

She looked at the man in a suit in the photo, her eyebrows curved: "Brother Ji, put the photo away."

Ji Changmu took out a pen and wrote a few words on the back of a photo: We will always be together, and we will go to the old age.

Qiao Muyuan blushed. It turned out that her brother Ji was quite romantic.

He signed his name below and then handed the pen to her: "Would you like to sign your name? This is the first year of our agreement."

Qiao Muyuan signed his name without hesitation and smiled brightly: "There will be many, many years to come."

They walked out of the photo studio together.

The autumn wind is warm and the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant.

The colorful light of the sun is reflected on the curtain walls of high-rise buildings.

"Brother Ji, do you still remember that I gave you a still photo when we were filming when we were a child? It was a very beautiful photo."

"I randomly put it in a book at that time. You can find it in Bincheng."

"You don't care at all! I happily gave it to you at the time, but you threw it away casually."

"..." Ji Changmu smiled, "Why should I care about a seven or eight-year-old girl?"

Okay, he has a point.

Arriving downstairs in her studio, Qiao Muyuan hugged the flowers and waved goodbye to him, her eyes as clear as spring water were filled with starlight, the wind blew her hair, and there was an upward smile on her bright red lips.

The eyebrows are crouching, looking forward to life.

Ji Changmu narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes never leaving her face.

All the surrounding scenery has lost its color, she is his beauty in the world.

If she hadn't been walking towards him firmly, Ji Changmu would have missed her forever in his life.

Qiao Muyuan went upstairs.

Ji Changmu returned to the car.

A Yong remained motionless in the driver's seat, wearing sunglasses. After Ji Changmu got in the car, he said calmly: "Mr. Ji, there is a black Beijing Bentley behind on the right side, and it has been following us since the Kapok Road.

"

"Drive, turn left at the intersection ahead for three kilometers."

"good."

Ayong started the car.

Sure enough, the Bentley was still following behind.

The car began to drive from the bustling city center to the remote construction site.

It is getting more and more remote, there are fewer and fewer vehicles, and there are no people in sight.

Ji Changmu dialed a number, the number of the eldest son of the Qiao family.

He has always saved his mobile phone number.

"Mr. Qiao, long time no see."

Ji Changmu made a gesture and asked Ayong to stop the car.

Later, the Bentley also stopped.

"Ji Changmu, I underestimated you, you actually dare to set foot on my territory."

"Same." Ji Changmu leaned in the back row, with a calm face and a low voice, "I also underestimated Mr. Qiao's way of life. I thought he was an upright and upright young man from a family, but I didn't expect him to be a villain who can't win.

In order to embarrass and humiliate me, they resorted to despicable and despicable means."
Chapter completed!