She couldn't get into the muddy waters of the Song family.

The most important thing is that Song Beisen is playing too much, he is only seventeen years old.

It is foreseeable that as Song Beisen gets older, he will do more outrageous things in the future.

The last time Brother Chengfan kicked him in the police station, he didn't even remember it.

It's windy on the beach at night.

After dinner, Qiao Muyuan went to the piano room to practice the piano for a while, and then called Ji Changmu. Ji Changmu was on a business trip and was working in the hotel.

Qiao Muyuan didn't mention Ayong's matter. When Ji Changmu returned to the capital, of course she would ask him face to face.

Qiao Muyuan held Feifei in front of the camera: "Brother Ji, look, Feifei has gained weight recently. I can hardly hold her anymore."

"Little fat cat." Ji Changmu laughed, "When I bought it for you, it was still very small."

"It is a testimony of our love, and you cannot call it a little fat cat."

"Why didn't you stay in Huanhua today?"

"I find it deserted when you are not at home. Uncle Tao is staying with me here at the seaside."

"Be good, I'll go back after a while."

"Come back early, it's my birthday soon! Don't forget the birthday gift."

"certainly."

The two chatted casually, and not long after, Qiao Muyuan hung up the video call and sent an ins. The picture was a selfie of Qiao Muyuan and Feifei——

"My boyfriend is on a business trip, so it's just me and him recently."

Feifei had a distressed look on her face, and it looked like something was going on.

Qiao Muyuan also drooped his little head, and they almost had the same expression.

Her Instagram has not been updated for a long time. As Ji Changmu said, she has almost lost all her fans.

With this update, many people left her messages and comments.

Qin Zhao also chatted with her privately: I want to go around the old city streets in Beijing the day after tomorrow. Can you be my tour guide?

Qiao Muyuan: The day after tomorrow?

Qin Zhao: Well, the day after tomorrow, Saturday, won’t you have to work overtime?

Qiao Muyuan: No overtime.

Qin Zhao: Then... is that possible? The only acquaintance I have in the capital is you. I haven't been to Old City Street yet, and I want to take a look. The wintersweet flowers should be blooming very well this season.

Qiao Muyuan: Let me check the time again.

Qin Zhao: Waiting for your reply, I hope you can be my tour guide. Of course, I will treat you to dinner.

Qiao Muyuan:ok.

Qin Zhao: I’ll call you on Saturday.

Qiao Muyuan didn't reply. She was sleepy, so she let Feifei run out, yawned, and lay down to sleep.

The moonlight outside the window is melting, and the moonlight shines on the deep blue sea. There are several cruise ships and boats parked at the pier, and the sea is sparkling.

…

On Saturday afternoon, Qin Zhao asked Qiao Muyuan to go out to Laocheng Street for sightseeing and see the plum blossoms in bloom.

Qiao Muyuan gave him a brief introduction to the customs and customs of the old city streets. She was very amateur, and the weather was extremely cold. Most of the time she just walked with Qin Zhao without talking.

"Do you come here often?" Qin Zhao asked.

"I don't come here often. I'm too lazy to go out. My boyfriend is not here, and I don't want to go out."

"Mr. Ji hasn't returned to the capital yet?"

"No reply. It may take ten days and a half to come back. The fastest I can do is come back on my birthday!"

"Oh, yes, your birthday is coming soon, I remember."

"Um."

"If you don't mind, I would like to give you a birthday gift."

"Thank you, but no, my boyfriend will be jealous. He doesn't like me accepting gifts from the opposite sex."

Qin Zhao laughed out loud: "He seems to be very jealous, a man is so narrow-minded."

Qiao Muyuan remained silent.

Qin Zhao didn't say anything further, fearing that Qiao Muyuan would be unhappy.
Chapter completed!