"Why are we only here for half a day? Isn't there another half in the afternoon?" Qiao Muyuan asked.

"I bought something suitable, so I won't participate in the afternoon."

Ye Jiaqi had some back pain, so she drank tea and asked the servant to squeeze her shoulders.

Qiao Muyuan unpacked the package one by one, and the first thing she saw was the brooch that her mother liked. It was indeed a royal collection. It was still as beautiful as ever after hundreds of years. The gems were low-key, dazzling, and the cutting process was complicated.

Qiao Muyuan couldn't put it down.

Brother Ji is really good, and he was really able to help his mother get the brooch.

She opened another gift box, and inside was a sandalwood comb with fine teeth and exquisite carvings.

"Is this a gift for me?"

"Yes." Ji Changmu took a sip of tea and smiled fondly, "It's for you."

She handed the comb to Ji Changmu's hand and sat next to him: "Then try it for me."

Ji Changmu did not refuse and combed her hair with gentle eyes and gentle movements.

"This is also something belonging to the British royal family. It was exported from China more than a hundred years ago." Ji Changmu explained to her, "There are also some jewelry in the auction, but Mrs. Qiao said that you have a lot of jewelry, so you won't need it this time.

Yes. I think this comb is very good, so I took a photo of it and gave it to you."

"Of course, you can use it to comb my hair every day from now on."

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "Don't torture your brother Ji."

Ji Changmu was combing Qiao Muyuan's hair carefully and patiently when Josnian came back from outside.

He was wearing a dark gray suit, a long coat, a neat tie, and a graceful demeanor. He had just come back from outside, with the chill of the outdoors on his body.

When he came back, Ji Changmu was probably talking nice words to Qiao Muyuan. Qiao Muyuan smiled very happily, pressed her back against Ji Changmu's chest, and let him comb her hair.

Almost the whole living room was filled with Qiao Muyuan's laughter.

Ye Jiaqi saw Josnian and said hello: "Sinian, why are you back this afternoon? Have you had lunch?"

"I have nothing to do in the afternoon. I came back to rest. I feel a little unwell."

"What's wrong? Have a headache?"

"My shoulder hurts a little."

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"Dad!" Qiao Muyuan got off the sofa and ran to Josnian's side like a kitten. "If your shoulder hurts, I'll press it for you. Haven't you enjoyed it for a long time? Leave it to me!"

"You are not busy."

"If you're not busy, pressing dad's shoulder is a big deal. No matter how busy you are, you still have to take time."

Qiao Muyuan pushed Josnian to sit on the sofa.

Josnian took off his coat, revealing a dark blue vest underneath.

Of course Josnian would not refuse.

The little girl stood behind him and pressed his shoulders.

Ye Jiaqi knew that this person did it on purpose, just to take advantage of Qiao Muyuan, or maybe it was an eyesore to see Qiao Muyuan and Ji Changmu flirting with each other.

Ji Changmu took a picture of Zhu Da's painting for Josnian. Josnian took a look at it and thought it was good, so he gave it to the housekeeper to hang in the tea room.

Josnian saw Ye Jiaqi returning from the auction with a lot of money, and knew that Ji Changmu had spent a lot of money today. These treasures could not exceed nine figures, and everything was a good thing.

Ji Changmu was quite sincere.

Qiao Muyuan was at the side to make Josnian happy, pressing his shoulders and making tea. He had never been so attentive before.

After a while, Josnian felt sleepy and waved his hand: "You guys chat, I'll go upstairs and take a nap."
Chapter completed!