Lu Siyu in the photo is still the same as she saw that day, mature, elegant, and full of femininity in her behavior.

Qiao Muyuan's eyes all fell on the dining table in this photo.

The gold-rimmed glass bowl on the table is filled with fruits. This is of course not the point. What is important is that another small bowl also contains a freshly cooked golden candied date rice dumpling.

It's November now. Who would buy rice dumplings to eat during this season, unless... someone gives them to me?

A woman's intuition is always so accurate. Qiao Muyuan zoomed in on the picture in the next second. She saw a green handbag in the corner of the picture. The bag was bulging and contained a lot of rice dumplings.

Qiao Muyuan remembered that the most famous specialty of H City was rice dumplings, with various flavors of rice dumplings.

The answer is obvious, either Lu Siyu also went to H City, or someone from H City brought her specialties.

Lu Siyu's photo was taken two hours ago, which means Ji Changmu returned to Qiongzhou about three hours ago.

Qiao Muyuan hugged the potato, and her fingers felt cold in an instant.

The question she asked herself most these days was whether Ji Changmu regarded her as his wife or his wife, but she couldn't answer herself, and she couldn't deceive herself... that was not the case between husband and wife.

It can be noisy, it can be inseparable, or it can be walking side by side, but it won't be indifferent to living apart in different places.

After a long time, Qiao Muyuan logged out of Instagram and dialed Ji Changmu's mobile phone number.

Not long after, the other end picked up.

Qiao Muyuan's throat was clogged and he couldn't speak for a while. Ji Changmu spoke first: "You said you should be quiet. I didn't dare to call you in the past two days to disturb you."

"Are you back from your business trip?"

"Morning flight."

"It's almost January, can jy's project in the UK still be started?"

"It will be delayed for a while. There is some trouble here at jy headquarters." Ji Changmu didn't say much. Even if he told Qiao Muyuan about the project, he wouldn't understand.

"Then it won't start."

"No, I can't promise you a specific time. If everything goes well, I can go to the UK in November, but the current situation is not very smooth. You don't have to treat me as omnipotent, I'm just a very good person.

Ordinary people need to overcome all difficulties to achieve their goals, rather than achieving them overnight."

Qiao Muyuan stopped talking.

Ji Changmu lowered his voice and said, "I will go to the capital in two days to celebrate your birthday."

"I don't plan to celebrate my birthday this year. My parents, brothers and sisters are not at home, so the birthday has lost its meaning."

"Isn't there still me?"

"Mr. Ji's project has encountered difficulties, and the headquarters is in trouble. It's better not to waste time by going back and forth, so as not to delay Mr. Ji's career."

"Qiao Muyuan!" Ji Changmu suddenly frowned, "What on earth are you losing your temper with me these days?"

"There is no reason, because I am still a child, and children lose their temper for no reason."

"Can you speak properly?!"

When he yelled at her, Qiao Muyuan's eyes turned red, she pursed her lips, and could no longer say a word.

Little Potato barked "woof" a few times and walked anxiously up and down Qiao Muyuan's lap.

Ji Changmu over there probably realized that he shouldn't lose his temper, and softened his voice: "Wait a minute, I will go to the capital in two days to bring you a birthday gift. I know it's my fault.
Chapter completed!