The pen was placed casually in the half-open drawer. There seemed to be some other things in the drawer, such as something that looked very much like contraceptive pills, but she couldn't see clearly.

At this moment, there was a "Boom-", Qiao Muyuan's mind went blank and his fingers trembled slightly.

She has never been a person who thinks too much. Lu Siyu's photos are also very everyday. In the eyes of others, they are just ordinary landscape photos. Moreover, Lu Siyu has no fans.

However, she had seen this pen on Ji Changmu's desk.

She was sure that she had seen something that belonged to Ji Changmu.

When she first came to Cambridge to study, she often had video calls with Ji Changmu. Ji Changmu was in the office most of the time, so she was very familiar with his office, even with a pen.

How could Ji Changmu's things be in Lu Siyu's car?

Qiao Muyuan enlarged the photo with trembling hands. She couldn't tell whether the things in the drawer were t or not. If it was, how could Lu Siyu keep such a thing in the car as a spare when he was still single?

After a while, Qiao Muyuan's beating heart calmed down again.

She quit Lu Siyu's ins and uninstalled the software.

Shouldn't she have understood a long time ago that without Lu Siyu and Wang Siyu, these Yingying Yanyan are not important, what is important is Ji Changmu's heart.

And Ji Changmu's attitude had already been made clear. It had long been meaningless for her to read anything Lu Siyu shared.

Before the school bell rang, Qiao Muyuan casually took a photo of the scenery by the classroom window and posted it on WeChat Moments. There were green trees, sunshine, textbooks, and hope.

The photo is green and full of vitality, as winter turns to spring again.

She didn't expect that as soon as she sent it, Ji Changmu would chat with her privately.

Ji Changmu: Are you in class?

Qiao Muyuan: Break between classes.

Ji Changmu: What’s the next class?

Qiao Muyuan: Introduction to Aesthetics.

Ji Changmu: Study hard.

Qiao Muyuan: The professor asked me some time ago if I wanted to stay in the UK in the future.

Ji Changmu: Have you returned? You told him that you will not stay in the UK.

Qiao Muyuan: He showed me a very bright future. Why should I reject my professor?

Ji Changmu: You don’t want to go back to Qiongzhou? Qiao Muyuan, where do you want to stay? Some time ago you said that the capital was good and you didn’t want to go to Qiongzhou. Now you want to stay in the UK and don’t want to go to Qiongzhou. Anyway, you don’t want to go back to Qiongzhou.

no?

Ji Changmu sent me a long text.

Qiao Muyuan stared for a long time until the school bell rang.

She replied with a few words: Class is on.

She stopped replying.

Ji Changmu called her and she hung up.

The professor walked into the classroom and Qiao Muyuan opened the textbook and listened to the class.

But she couldn't listen to the lecture at all. In her mind were the shadows of Ji Changmu, Lu Siyu, and many, many others.

Behind me, there was a young couple making love to each other in class, sometimes even whispering.

The professor coughed and they stopped.

There was a "buzzing" noise in his ears. Qiao Muyuan was absent-minded and his eyes were in a trance.

…

It was raining in London that night.

It's raining heavily outside, but it's quiet inside.

Qiao Muyuan was sitting in the study reciting words, with the light shining on the textbook. Suddenly, there was a knock on the study door.

"Miss, can I come in? I have something to tell you."

It's Butler Tao.

Qiao Muyuan nodded: "Uncle Tao, come in."
Chapter completed!