When the time was almost up, Ji Changmu and Qiao Zhixing both went to change into racing suits.

This was the first time Qiao Muyuan saw Ji Changmu playing like this. She was curious at the time as to how Ji Changmu could play with a playboy like Yan Jia. It turned out that her husband was not a "good person" either.

At that time, the son of the richest family in Bincheng really lived up to his reputation, and he was good at eating, drinking and having fun.

Qiao Muyuan put on his windbreaker and sat in the stands drinking beer.

There was a lot of noise around.

Although the two of them were wearing racing suits, they were quickly recognized. The eldest lady screamed: "I saw the young master of the Qiao family!"

"Which Qiao family?"

"Is there any other Qiao family in the capital?"

"Where is it? Where is it? Isn't the young master studying medicine abroad?"

"I'm back home!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the eldest lady's finger, but they didn't see it.

For a time, everyone was talking about it.

"I heard that this young master is also very handsome. Have you seen him?"

"You can't touch them. Everyone in the Qiao family is as if they don't live in this world. You can't touch them."

"Yes, this young master has not studied finance, and he has no intention of taking over the family business. We are even less likely to meet him. He usually does not attend parties, dinners, or social events."

"I heard he has a high IQ."

"Which family has a lower IQ?"

"Who is the man next to the young master just now? I can't see clearly, but he is very tall and has a good-looking back. Is there any handsome guy in Beijing that we don't know about?"

"Where is it? You will point it out to us when you come out later."

Qiao Muyuan was drinking beer and she was sitting not far from them, but none of them recognized her.

The arena was very lively.

There were three rounds in total. In the first round, Qiao Zhixing won.

In the second round, Ji Changmu won.

When Qiao Muyuan talked about his heart, it seemed that the two of them were on equal terms.

But it was obvious that Qiao Zhixing was more of a bully. At his age, he had been playing these games with his friends all year round. It had been a long time since Ji Changmu had played.

But what makes Qiao Muyuan more sad than the result is that he is about to eat the food cooked by Qiao Zhixing.

She has never eaten it, and she has never seen Qiao Zhixing cook!

It's really hard for a young man who doesn't have a finger to touch the spring water.

In the third round... as expected, Qiao Zhixing won.

In this round, Qiao Zhixing won.

Neither of them continued and got out of the car.

After changing clothes, Ji Changmu walked over to Qiao Muyuan with a warm smile on his face: "Still sitting here? Is it cold? It's windy at night."

"Brother Ji, you lost to Zhixing..."

"Disappointed? As you get older, you are indeed no match for young people." Ji Changmu smiled, disapprovingly, and buttoned Qiao Muyuan's coat for him.

"If you're not disappointed, you just feel sorry for the money."

"Nothing, just a McLaren. I'll call the headquarters tomorrow."

"You're quite used to Zhixing. You'll bet on whatever Zhixing wants. You agreed to it even though you knew he couldn't win. You just clearly wanted to give him a car!"

"You are the only one who can speak with your little mouth." Ji Changmu bent down and approached her, pinching her face.

"Humph." Qiao Muyuan was jealous, "Don't forget the bet between us."

"I haven't forgotten." Ji Changmu kissed her on the lips.

Qiao Muyuan thought there were too many people here, so she hid in his arms: "Take me back, it's cold outside."

Ji Changmu picked her up.
Chapter completed!