Although Tao Wenxing would not interfere in Qiao Muyuan's personal life on weekdays, but in today's situation, of course he still had to ask about it.

He called Qiao Muyuan, who was flipping through photo albums in his bedroom in Qiao House.

She sat barefoot on the bed alone, letting her long hair hang on her shoulders. The crystal lamp above her head emitted soft light, which shone on her face and the photo album in her hand.

The photo album was full of photos of Qiao's family, but only part of it. The most important photo album was locked by her father and she couldn't get it.

But this book was enough. She saw her father, mother, and brother.

Especially my brother.

Every time she turns to her brother's photos, she stays there for a long time.

My brother doesn’t like taking photos very much. He doesn’t have many single photos. Most of them are graduation photos and family photos. But despite this, he looks much better than ordinary people in any photo he takes.

In the past, Qiao Zhai was very lively at this time, but this year was an exception.

It was already past midnight when I received Tao Wenxing's call.

"Uncle Tao."

"Miss, where are you? I went back to Huanhua, and they said you were out."

"Don't worry, I'm going home."

"Oh, are you back to Qiao's house?" Tao Wenxing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yeah..." Qiao Muyuan lowered his head, still looking through the photos one by one, "It's better to be at home."

"Aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Go to sleep now. Don't worry, Uncle Tao. I'll go back to Huanhua tomorrow."

"Did you... have a quarrel with Mr. Ji? Mr. Ji also went out, and I didn't see him when I came back."

"There was no quarrel, just a little conflict." Qiao Muyuan said lightly.

Tao Wenxing didn't care much about these things. He shouldn't ask about these things: "Miss, there will be a gala at the Xun Auditorium in Beijing tomorrow night. Do you want to go and see it? I heard it is very exciting."

"Besides, I heard that the temperature will drop tomorrow. If it's too cold, I won't go."

"The eldest lady used to like to go out. She never misses such a lively festival."

"She's getting lazier now." Qiao Muyuan added with a smile. She has indeed become lazier over the years. Of course, it's also possible that she's getting older and no longer likes the things she liked when she was a child.

"Let's go out for a walk tomorrow. The capital is still very interesting during the Chinese New Year."

"good."

Tao Wenxing saw that it was getting late, so he didn't bother her anymore, just knowing that she was safe and sound.

As for Ji Changmu, he will not call again.

Qiao Muyuan put down her mobile phone and was still flipping through the photo album silently. Every photo contained past years and stories, which made her linger.

Just when she was about to go to bed, Ji Changmu called.

"Ayuan." He called her name, his voice was muddy and a bit hoarse.

"Yeah." She responded vaguely.

"Not sleeping yet?"

"Asleep."

"Oh, I woke you up." Ji Changmu spoke to her hoarsely, "Where are you? Huanhua said you didn't go home."

"It's fine, don't worry."

"Where? I'll find you."

"No, let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm going to bed."

"It's a little cold outside. I'll go over and talk to you."

"Hot knowledge: You can't keep warm by talking."

"..."

After a long while, Ji Changmu laughed in a low voice: "Then let me hug you, that's okay..."
Chapter completed!