Not only did she not believe it, she also felt that there was something wrong with Ji Changmu for letting such a pretty girl take the initiative to flirt with him, but he was actually indifferent.

Qiao Muyuan drank half a glass of cocktail and lay on the bar, falling asleep.

Suddenly, a man wearing a long black coat walked in from outside the bar. His body was filled with the cold moisture of the outdoor sky, mixed with his usual scent of ebony, which penetrated Qiao Muyuan's nose like a feather.

She looked up, and sure enough, he was here.

Under the man's coat is a set of casual dark-colored home robes and trousers, which are buttoned tightly and wrapped in the coat. Although he is casual, his aura cannot be suppressed.

Qiao Muyuan was holding his head, and the sight of Ji Changmu in front of him became blurry. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was because of dazzling eyes, drunkenness, or a dream.

Drowsiness came over her, and she looked at him with blurred eyes.

Ji Changmu walked slowly to the bar, pushed the wine glass in front of her, and said in a deep voice: "Go home."

He stretched out his long arms and picked her up.

Yuan Qingqing handed over the bag: "Mr. Ji, Qiao Muyuan's bag..."

Ji Changmu signaled to the driver behind him to take it over, and he left the bar holding Qiao Muyuan in his arms.

The car is parked outside.

He put her in the back row.

Qiao Muyuan drank too much, muttered to himself, and sometimes sang quietly.

"drive."

"Yes, Mr. Ji."

Ji Changmu put on her coat. He saw that she was wearing an ultra-short suspender top and a small leather skirt underneath, revealing her fair waist and long legs. Her eyes were a little red. He buttoned her coat and used a little force on her hands.

Partial force.

Before he could raise his head, Qiao Muyuan wrapped her small hands around his neck and leaned against him.

After sniffing her nose, it was a familiar scent, and she felt relieved: "My right foot hit the table at night and it hurts."

"Deserved it."

"What...are you angry?" Qiao Muyuan let go of his hand and really ignored him, turning his back to him.

Instead, Ji Changmu took her shoulders and stared into her eyes in the darkness: "Why are you wearing such short clothes tonight?"

"I wear whatever I like." Qiao Muyuan didn't want to pay attention to him, "You hurt me... let go."

"You come here to drink even though you know you are not good at drinking. You are really not afraid of an accident in the bar."

"The owner of this bar recognizes me, how could something happen... You hurt me, let go..." Qiao Muyuan muttered dissatisfied, "The bar is full of young boys and girls. You are energetic when you are with them.

Do you understand?"

"Why don't I understand? You just find it boring to stay with me."

"Yes, it's boring." Qiao Muyuan closed his eyes and sat on the back seat, "It's completely boring."

The little girl felt very unhappy again and kicked the car seat in front of her.

"You were drunk tonight. Let's talk about anything tomorrow." Ji Changmu had no intention of continuing the topic. "I'm going to have a meeting early tomorrow morning. There will be a drinking party at noon. I'll be back in the afternoon."

"Don't tell me, it's up to you."

Ji Changmu stopped talking.

The car fell silent.

In the early morning, the capital city seemed to have entered a huge whirlpool of silence. The night rain had subsided and the north wind continued.

When the car drove back to Huanhua, Qiao Muyuan was already asleep.

Ji Changmu took off her coat for her and wiped her face a little.

The little girl didn't let anyone touch her and slept wrapped in a quilt.

Her drinking was pretty good today. Apart from talking nonsense all the time, she didn't vomit or make any noise.

Ji Changmu adjusted the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature.
Chapter completed!