"I haven't seen this bracelet for many years. My mother used to wear it when I was young. Later, she said it was too delicate and she put it away. When I saw it again after so many years, it was already worn on my wife's hand.

." Ji Changmu held her hand and gently stroked the transparent jasper bracelet, "Time flies so fast, I always thought my mother sold this bracelet."

"Brother Ji, since I'm here in Bincheng, I want to see old photos of your family."

"..." What Ji Changmu didn't want to happen happened, "I can't even find the photo album."

"Aunt Yang is a nostalgic person, and she has always been very affectionate about the past. Otherwise, she would not have left Bincheng from beginning to end. She would definitely keep those photo albums. So, brother Ji, it's not a good idea to lie to your wife.

The end."

She clasped his chin with her backhand and smiled brightly, her flower-like face reflected on the glass in front of her.

She walked around the villa today and found no old photos, only a still of her when she was a child.

Such a precious and priceless treasure must have been put away by Aunt Yang, Ji Changmu must know.

She has been curious all day long, what did Ji Changmu look like when he was a child?

Ji Changmu understood that he couldn't hide it. It would be thankless when the time came, so he had to find a way to get down: "I haven't been back to Bincheng for many years. Ask my mother. Maybe she is still there, maybe she has lost her."

"Don't you miss the past?"

"I just like to look forward, and there isn't much to recall about those memories."

"Okay, Brother Ji, don't feel like you're at a disadvantage. When you go to my house, I will also show you photos of my childhood."

"Qiao Muyuan, do you think I'm a fool?" Ji Changmu laughed angrily at her and rubbed her face, "Do I still need to see photos of what you were like when you were a child?"

"That's different. I'll show you two or three years old. If you don't want it, forget it. I was super cute when I was two or three years old. My mother was teaching in the village at that time, and she took me to live in the village for a while."

"Mrs. Qiao has also taught as a teacher?"

"Well, I can't believe it!"

"It's getting late today, are you tired? Go to bed early."

"You too, go to bed early, then will you sleep with me tonight?"

"I sleep next door." Ji Changmu pinched her face and said, "Call me if you need anything."

"Okay, okay, let's go!" Qiao Muyuan was annoyed when she saw him, as if she was some kind of pervert and couldn't wait to avoid her.

It was getting late, and as soon as Ji Changmu left, Qiao Muyuan was lying on the bed listening to music.

She turned on her phone and suddenly saw an ins message sent to her by someone she hadn't contacted for a long time.

Qin Zhao.

Because Ji Changmu warned her to stay away from Qin Zhao, she didn't say a word to Qin Zhao in the past two years. The last time she had an impression of Qin Zhao was last year, in the SJ Building.

At that time, she was quite curious about why Qin Zhao appeared in SJ, but she didn't delve into it later.

She stopped using Instagram much after she returned to China, and no one used Instagram to send her messages anymore.

Qin Zhao did not have her WeChat account, and it was Ji Changmu who helped her delete Qin Zhao's WeChat account from her list.

Ji Changmu was jealous of Qin Zhao and Chen Hansheng, but because of her threat, he did not delete Chen Hansheng.

Qiao Muyuan clicked to open the dialog box.

Qin Zhao: How are you lately?

Qiao Muyuan casually replied "Very good".
Chapter completed!