Meng Chen drank too much at night, and Ji Changmu stayed with him the whole time.

After midnight, Qiao Muyuan yawned.

Ji Changmu then stood up: "Mr. Meng, Ayuan has classes tomorrow, I have to go back with her first."

"Okay, come over anytime if you have time. I'm always welcome here." Meng Chen was also half drunk and half awake, and his whole body smelled of alcohol.

He sent Ji Changmu and his wife to the door and watched their car leave the villa.

Qiao Muyuan leaned in Ji Changmu's arms, put her small hands around his waist, smacked her lips, and quickly fell asleep.

Ji Changmu put clothes on her: "Qiao Muyuan, are you asleep?"

"Hmm."

Seeing that she fell asleep so quickly, Ji Changmu didn't disturb her anymore and asked the driver to drive slower.

When they arrived at the villa, Ji Changmu carried Qiao Muyuan into the bedroom. He also drank too much tonight and couldn't help but kiss Qiao Muyuan as soon as he put her down.

Qiao Muyuan was woken up by him, hugged his neck to prevent him from moving, opened his eyes, and met his eyes.

"Brother Ji, isn't my Uncle Meng very talkative?"

"Well, that's why he can become Master Qiao's special assistant."

"It's a pity that he has never been able to find the person he likes... so he never married."

"Not everyone can wait for the person they love in this life, I almost...didn't wait." Ji Changmu kissed Qiao Muyuan's forehead, his voice was hoarse, "If you hadn't appeared, I would have been like you Meng

Like my uncle, he will be lonely all his life."

"Brother Ji, I will never leave you." Qiao Muyuan hooked his neck and kissed him cooperatively, his eyes burning with tenderness like water.

Ji Changmu had drunk a lot at night, but when Qiao Muyuan took the initiative, he couldn't help himself and kissed her hard.

"Hmm..." Qiao Muyuan whispered softly, closed her eyes, and enjoyed being with him.

…

Two months later.

Qiao Muyuan's life gradually became regular, going to bed early and getting up early, attending classes, self-study, going to construction sites, and occasionally participating in some violin performances.

He never caused trouble to her again, and never appeared in front of her again.

They were not from the same class to begin with, and after quitting the music club, the only interaction between them ended.

Qiao Muyuan didn't have time to go to bars or places anymore. Sometimes she even stopped hobbies like swimming and yoga. Her courses were too fulfilling, and she felt that Ji Changmu did it on purpose.

As the weather gets cooler, Qiao Muyuan will hold the kitten and play for a while after dinner.

That night, while she was sitting on the sofa on the balcony, holding her cat and looking out the window at the night view, her cell phone rang.

Ji Changmu called her.

Ji Changmu's face was solemn, his brows furrowed, and after a while he spoke: "A Yuan, something happened to Yan Jia."

"What's wrong?" Qiao Muyuan was shocked. How could something happen to Yan Jia?

"I'm on my way to Lancheng." Ji Changmu's voice was hoarse and his throat was clogged. "Yan Jia shot himself last night. When the servants of Jiangshan Garden heard the gunshot, they pushed open the door of the study and there were things all over the floor.

Blood."

"How could this happen?" Qiao Muyuan was confused and froze on the spot.

Shoot yourself...

Yan Jia actually shot himself...

Qiao Muyuan didn't come back to her senses for a long time and couldn't digest these words. She couldn't believe it at all.
Chapter completed!