The next day the clouds were clear and the wind was gentle, and it was still a sunny and warm day.

Early in the morning, Ye Jiaqi woke up first. Thinking that Ji Changmu would come today, she specially put on makeup, tied up her hair, wore diamond-shaped ruby ​​earrings on her ears, and changed into a milkshake white long coat.

Dignified and elegant.

After she went downstairs, Qiao Zhixing had breakfast with her.

Qiao Zhixing glanced upstairs and whispered: "Mom... Isn't my dad awake today?"

"He drank too much last night and had a headache in the middle of the night."

"Have you taken your medicine?"

"He refuses to take medicine."

"Mr. Ji sent me a text message. He said he was arriving soon." Qiao Zhixing was really confused, "Mom, did you discuss it with dad yesterday?"

"It doesn't matter, just let him sit for a while. Your dad won't stay in bed."

Qiao Zhixing felt uneasy. Was his father really drunk or was he just putting on airs?

After breakfast, Ye Jiaqi sat in the living room, drinking coffee and reading magazines. The pearl necklace around her neck shone low-key and softly in the light. She looked dignified and gentle.

Qiao Zhixing went upstairs to deliver breakfast to Qiao Muyuan.

He really worried a lot about his sister.

At about eight o'clock, Ji Changmu's car drove outside the compound.

It was windy in the morning and although the sun came out, the temperature was still very low.

Ji Changmu wore a dark gray scarf and got out of the car slowly. He didn't see the Qiao family at the door.

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Qiao Zhai is still Qiao Zhai, the same as before.

Ji Changmu thought of the past events many years ago. Some small details were still engraved in his heart and he would probably never forget them in his lifetime.

This was the place he came to almost every week when he was in college. The main building, the courtyard, the garden, the backyard, the library, the court... he was all familiar with it.

When he left here, he never thought that he would come back. He thought that he would never have any interaction with the Qiao family. He never thought that he would come back with a different identity many years later.

The place he is most familiar with is the south building of Qiao's residence, which has red walls, yellow tiles and retro decoration. It was the place he visited most.

But the south tower cannot be seen from the door.

Ji Changmu stood for a long time without moving.

Later, he also dreamed about Qiao Zhai, dreaming about its grandeur, low-key luxury, but more importantly, it was the happiness that Qiao Zhai brought to him.

During the nearly four years of tutoring Qiao Muyuan, it was Qiao Muyuan who was healing him.

She is the angel in his life.

There was a thin white mist in the air, and the mist wetted his forehead. Ji Changmu squinted his eyes and looked at Qiao Zhai, who had not seen him for a long time.

The servant led them into the living room.

Ji Changmu stepped into this familiar house, and even the plants and trees here were so familiar.

He never thought he would come back in his lifetime.

Climbing up the stairs, Ji Changmu's coat was stained by the cold outdoor air. His body had not yet fully recovered, and he had to stop and breathe for a few seconds every time he took a step.

Entering the living room, he saw Ye Jiaqi, Mrs. Qiao.

He was familiar with Mrs. Qiao, and it was through Mrs. Qiao that he gave Qiao Muyuan tutoring lessons.

When Ye Jiaqi saw a guest coming, he put down the magazine and stood up.

"Hello, Mrs. Qiao, I am Ji Changmu." Ji Changmu walked over slowly, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Ji." Ye Jiaqi said politely, "Sit down."

"Thanks."
Chapter completed!