As lunch time approached, Tao Wenxing found Qiao Muyuan by the goldfish pond.

"Miss, it's time for lunch." He saw that Qiao Muyuan didn't look sleepy, but she looked listless and extremely tired.

"I don't want to eat." She said calmly.

"Master Qiao and his wife are both here. Miss, why don't you accompany them to eat a little."

Qiao Muyuan paused and said nothing. She knew she shouldn't refuse.

After a long pause, she asked: "Is Ji Changmu here?"

"Mr. Ji...is not here."

"Did something happen to him? Why didn't he answer my call?" Qiao Muyuan asked worriedly.

"No, miss, don't think too much, let's eat first."

Qiao Muyuan finally stood up. She held up her skirt and left the goldfish pond. The sun shone on her black hair, and she slowly walked back to the main building along the gravel path.

To return to the main building, she had to walk through the courtyard. As soon as she walked into the courtyard, she heard the sound of a car engine at the door.

Qiao Muyuan's heart moved. She always thought it was Ji Changmu. She held up the hem of her velvet skirt and ran out!

Panting, she was about to run to the door when she saw a white car slowly driving in.

The car door opened and Ji Changmu got out of the driver's seat.

The man's long black trench coat was blown up by the wind. He glanced at Qiao Muyuan with a gentle look, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and then walked to the trunk again.

Qiao Muyuan stood in the sun, squinted her eyes, and looked at her man from a distance.

Fortunately not...

Fortunately he didn't run away.

The wind also blew her long hair, she gently tucked the broken hair behind her ears and walked towards him.

When Tao Wenxing followed, Ji Changmu had already taken out all the gifts from the trunk and handed them to the servants.

"Where have you been?" Qiao Muyuan said angrily, with sparkles in his eyes, "Why didn't you answer my call?"

"I was in a hurry to go out and forgot to bring my mobile phone. Didn't you hear the mobile phone ringing in the bedroom?" He stood in front of her, put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and looked at her with a smile.

Today, Qiao Muyuan wore beautiful makeup, with elegant eyebrows, a fair face, and orange-red lipstick on her lips. She raised her head slightly and looked at him, her swan neck was slender and delicate, and her pupils were full of him.

She loved and hated her at the same time, and the tension disappeared in an instant when he laughed.

She said something angry again: "Ji Changmu, you know that I will look for you when I wake up, why don't you think of a way to call me?"

"I planned to go back as soon as I could, but I didn't expect that the delay seemed to be a bit long."

"Are you looking for an excuse?" She asked him with her little face tilted and her mouth raised.

"Do you think...I dare?"

She smiled.

He put one hand around her waist, used a little force to bring her into his arms, and lowered his voice: "Your parents came here early in the morning. It's a surprise."

"You went out to buy gifts for them?"

"I can't live without you."

"Then I'll get the benefit of the doubt?"

"What do you think?"

"Thank you for your hard work." Qiao Muyuan hugged his waist, leaned her little head on his windbreaker, and rubbed it, like a cat.

Only when she truly leaned into his arms did she know that he was not lost.

She also whispered: "To be honest, I also feel... particularly 'surprised' and deeply frightened. They may know that we are living together."

Otherwise, why would her father be so targeted at her so early in the morning?

She is no longer daddy's little baby.
Chapter completed!