The cold wind poured in from the door. It was very cold, but there was a layer of sweat on her forehead.

"Miss, are you having a nightmare?"

Qiao Muyuan's face turned pale. She stretched out her hand to Tao Wenxing, her eyes distracted: "Uncle Tao, I want to get out of the car..."

"Okay, come down."

Tao Wenxing helped her out of the car and walked her into the living room.

After drinking a few sips of tea to calm down her shock, she hugged the cup and sat on the sofa without saying a word.

Maoqiu and Feifei were still awake and walking around.

Tao Wenxing stayed with her every step of the way: "Miss, dreams are all fake, don't scare yourself."

There was still a layer of cold sweat on Qiao Muyuan's palms. She was scared when she thought about the dream just now. In the dream, just like in reality, Ji Changmu liked to tell her that he didn't want children now.

He does what he says, never being vague, and every time he takes measures that are watertight.

As for how she got pregnant with the child in the dream, she didn't know, but Ji Changmu's attitude was still very firm. He didn't want the child, and even dragged her to the operating room.

Qiao Muyuan's hands were shaking.

How could she not be able to distinguish between dreams and reality, but such a dream made her so scared.

"Miss, it's getting late. You should go back to your room to take off your makeup and take a shower. Do you need help from a maid?"

Qiao Muyuan shook his head: "Steward Tao, let me sit for a while."

"Miss, don't think too much. Or you can tell me what you dreamed about just now. If someone listens to you, you won't be so scared."

"Maybe I drank too much at night...I dreamed...forget it." Qiao Muyuan suddenly didn't want to talk anymore. Although it was just a dream, it felt cruel to say it.

Tao Wenxing didn't force it, he stayed with Qiao Muyuan all the time.

The little girl was holding a cat, and everything about the dream had not dissipated in her mind.

After a long time, she staggered up and walked upstairs, dragging her beautiful evening dress, but her back was lonely and desolate.

Tao Wenxing watched her go upstairs before daring to leave.

The young lady at the banquet tonight is very happy and in a good mood, but this happiness is like fireworks, beautiful but easy to dissipate, leaving only the desolation and emptiness in vain.

…

After the final exam, the school held a Christmas party.

Qiao Muyuan performed a violin solo. Her face was calm and calm, but for some reason, she always felt that she could not really calm down.

After the performance, she hurried backstage to take off her makeup and change clothes.

I didn't expect it to be there.

She has attended Christmas parties for several years, and this year was no exception. She was chatting with one or two friends who had a good time.

Qiao Muyuan was in a hurry to go home and go to the dressing room to change out of his performance clothes.

Knowing that Qiao Muyuan was in the locker room, her chatting voice was raised a bit, and she deliberately said: "I just heard that today's rich men are so scheming that they send their wives and children abroad so that they can live freely in China and have mistresses.

Keep changing four, it’s a lot of fun.”

"Isn't this a routine operation? I've seen it a lot." Another girl said, "How many rich men don't play around? I heard people say that they play freely and often look for all kinds of beautiful women.

Clubhouse, a group of people playing together, doing everything.”

"There is a stupid woman in our school! Her husband sent her abroad. She doesn't know anything, and she foolishly thinks that her husband loves her."

"Who? Which teacher?"
Chapter completed!