Qiao Muyuan didn't want to talk to him at all at the moment, and walked straight forward, very angry.

Ji Changmu followed her silently and did not disturb her again.

I met a little girl selling flowers on the road. The little girl pestered Ji Changmu with longing eyes and asked him to buy flowers: "Sir, buy a bouquet of flowers for your sister. They are beautiful."

They are all fresh flowers. Although the packaging is simple, the flowers are beautiful.

Ji Changmu touched her head, bought all the flowers, and handed her a banknote: "Go home, there's no need to look for it."

"Thank you, sir. I wish you and your sister happiness and a long life together."

The little girl left happily.

Ji Changmu stood with the flower in his arms under the light and shadow of the night street lamp. He had a slender figure and gentle eyebrows. His elegant fingers gently touched the soft petals, then he caught up and handed the flower to Qiao Muyuan.

"Do you like it?" he said, "The little girl just now is only seven or eight years old, almost the same age as when you first met me."

Qiao Muyuan didn't speak or accept his flowers.

Ji Changmu had no choice but to hold the flowers and pretend not to care: "In the blink of an eye, you are now so old. Time flies so fast. Let's go and walk with me for a while."

From now on, I don't know how long he can be with her.

Qiao Muyuan seemed to really want to ignore him anymore.

The two walked forward in silence.

After crossing a bridge and walking through a narrow street, finally, after going around in circles, Ji Changmu led her back to the hotel.

He opened the car door, placed the bouquet of flowers in the back seat, and opened the passenger door for her: "Come on, I'll take you home. It's not too early."

Qiao Muyuan got into the car, with a rolling wave in his eyes.

The interior of the car smells nice, light and elegant.

"I will go out with my tutor for an inspection next week. It will take about four or five days. You don't have to come to see me again." Qiao Muyuan finally said.

“What day of the week are you going to?”

"Tuesday."

"Okay, I understand." Ji Changmu nodded obediently. He took out his handbag, "I bought you a coat and a scarf at the mall today. It's getting cold. Please keep warm when you go out."

"No." She still didn't answer, looking straight ahead, with a calm light in her eyes.

"Open it and see if you like it."

"No, today you give me clothes and I will accept them, and tomorrow I will accept other things that other boys give me. What have I become?"

"That's not what I meant." Ji Changmu sighed. He was treated the same as other suitors here. "It doesn't matter if you don't accept him, you can take care of yourself."

"You should worry more about yourself, it's almost like a medicine jar." Qiao Muyuan saw that there were a lot more medicine boxes in his car, "Did you see a doctor this morning? Why are there so many medicines?"

"I just prescribed it today. I said it was fine, but they still prescribed me a bunch of medicine. These doctors just like to make a fuss out of a molehill."

"You'd better listen to the doctor."

Ji Changmu was helpless: "Yes, I have no choice but to listen."

Ji Changmu started the car.

Qiao Muyuan reached for a few medicine boxes and looked at them carefully. They were all medicines from the brain department. She didn't quite understand them: "Did the doctor say there were any sequelae?"

"Most doctors are very encouraging. They say it's not true and tell me not to worry or think too much. I also agree that it's not true."

"That shouldn't be the case."

"hope."

Ji Changmu kept sending her outside the villa.

He stood by the car door and watched her enter the living room until her back disappeared.
Chapter completed!