Ji Changmu took her to eat her favorite food at noon, bought her strawberry milk tea, and practiced piano with her when he returned to the villa.

In the piano room, Qiao Muyuan stood in front of the sunny French window and played the violin, with Maoqiu and Feifei walking around at her feet.

Ji Changmu was sitting on the sofa, holding a white tea cup in his hand, and never took his eyes away from Qiao Muyuan.

His brows and eyes are filled with gentleness and insouciance. Occasionally, if a cat jumps on him, he won't get angry. Instead, he likes to catch one and rub it hard.

Since marrying Qiao Muyuan, his temper has become much calmer.

After playing the song, Qiao Muyuan came back to his senses from the music, met his eyes, and said with a smile: "Brother Ji, is it too boring for you to practice piano with me?"

"How could it be possible?" Ji Changmu didn't think so at all. "Others can't even hear you play the piano. I can sit here and enjoy it quietly. Isn't it a blessing?"

Qiao Muyuan has been in a good mood since seeing him today. When she heard him coaxing her, she felt even better.

She put down her piano, put the fur ball in his arms on the ground, threw herself into his arms, hugged his neck and kissed him again and again.

When she kissed his neck, he pulled her away with a smile: "Don't make trouble, I have to attend an event in the evening."

"husband……"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just want to call you...husband..."

He could bear everything else she called him, but calling him this way made him unable to restrain himself.

Ji Changmu grabbed the back of her head, pressed her red lips and kissed her again and again.

But Ji Changmu still maintained the greatest restraint, even though they had not seen each other for nearly two months.

After kissing for a long time, he let her go: "Be good, keep practicing."

"Come with me." She pointed to the piano in the piano room, insisting on being coquettish with him.

"I haven't played for a long time, my hands are raw."

"Then let's practice together."

"Little one, you are quite good at torturing people."

In the end, Ji Changmu couldn't resist her, so he sat down in front of the piano and practiced with her.

Qiao Muyuan stood in front of the bright and large floor-to-ceiling window and pulled the strings. Ji Changmu sat at the piano and pressed the keys with his fingers.

He will not come to England for a long time this time, and he has only one purpose, to accompany Qiao Muyuan.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Ji Changmut brought a stylist over to help Qiao Muyuan fix her hair, put on jewelry, and put on the dress he bought for her.

Ji Changmu also changed into a dark shirt, and he went to the venue with her in advance.

With Ji Changmu here, Qiao Muyuan is not that nervous, but she is a little worried about meeting the president. He takes good care of her, will he look at her strangely?

She clearly took sick leave and canceled the performance, but now she uses another identity to participate in the performance. What will the president think?

But the performance was about to start, and she couldn't think about it. She followed Ji Changmu's arrangements.

Qiao Muyuan sat alone in a separate dressing room, with Ji Changmu's bodyguards outside the door.

In another larger dressing room, there were many actors who were about to go on stage, including her friends.

They had put on makeup long ago and were sitting on the sofa chatting.

", let's just say that the new girl can't stand on stage. She's so nervous about such an occasion that she gets sick and can't come."

Playing with her phone indifferently, she said with disdain: "She can't hold it in such an occasion."
Chapter completed!