Ji Changmu reluctantly returned to the car.

She didn't take the thermos cup with her. Ji Changmu unscrewed the lid and took a sip of water. The rim of the cup smelled like peach. Did she use peach-flavored lipstick today?

There was still more than half of the hot water in the cup, so Ji Changmu took a few pills with the hot water.

There was still Qiao Muyuan's scent in the car, but she had already gone far, and he didn't know if she would still pay attention to him after today.

Does she like her junior? What's so good about little boys? They're so childish.

Ji Changmu really had nothing to do. Now he felt relaxed. It was probably the most relaxed time in so many years. He had left behind all his baggage.

After thinking about it, he decided to go to a nearby art exhibition.

…

In the evening, before school, Ji Changmu came back from the art exhibition and called her: "I will take you home."

"I'm going out to a party with my mentor tonight to meet some seniors in the design world. I'll take a taxi back by myself."

"What time will it be? Where is it? I'll wait for you."

"Ji Changmu, you are so annoying, in what capacity do you pick me up?"

"Ex-husband?"

Qiao Muyuan ignored him and hung up the phone.

She still has to go to the hotel.

As soon as she arrived at the hotel, her instructor called her and said she couldn't come for the time being. She had something to do at home and asked her to meet a few seniors by herself first.

Qiao Muyuan walked into the private room. There were already a lot of people there, some of whom she recognized from magazines and TV.

Qiao Muyuan was neither humble nor overbearing. He smiled and went over to greet each of them and introduced himself to them.

Most of these seniors in the field of architectural design are men, and some of them also have secretaries and assistants.

"Janna, I often hear about you. You are your teacher's favorite student. He thinks highly of you, right?" A British man asked her with a smile.

"No, no, I'm still far behind many of my classmates. There's a saying called 'diligence can make up for weakness'. I just spend a longer time studying."

"We have seen your works, and some of them are really good and very thoughtful. If possible, we will help you promote them, publish them and even recommend them to some construction companies, and they will adopt your designs."

"Thank you, senior, for the tip."

After saying a few polite words, the waiter began to deliver the food.

There were many bottles of red wine on the table. Qiao Muyuan drank a little and it tasted okay.

The atmosphere was informal, and although there was an age gap, Qiao Muyuan and them all could chat easily.

Halfway through the meal, everyone drank a lot of wine. Qiao Muyuan knew that he was not a good drinker, so he didn't drink too much.

She chatted with her seniors about design concepts, architectural architecture, and cultural history for a while. They knew a lot and gave her a lot of inspiration. Qiao Muyuan listened carefully, did not dare to interrupt at all, and respected them very much.

"Janna, why don't you drink? Do you not like this brand of red wine? How about I help you change it?" A middle-aged man named Lanier asked with concern.

"No, no, no, it's a very good wine, I like it very much." Qiao Muyuan smiled slightly and said quickly, "I just don't have a good drinking capacity, so I can't drink too much."

"It's okay, where do you live? I'll take you back later." The man sat next to her and asked with concern.

"London."

"Oh, I have a driver. I'll see you off when I get back. Just drink as much as you want, otherwise your instructor will think we didn't entertain you well."

"Thank you, I'm fine. My family will pick me up later." Qiao Muyuan didn't like this kind of "concern" very much. The man looked at her with a very straightforward look.
Chapter completed!