Qiao Muyuan had no choice but to cut a plate of fruit and make the simplest fruit salad.

After giving up cooking, she walked to Ji Changmu's study.

The study was unlocked. When he walked in, Qiao Muyuan sat in front of the desk and saw the group photo placed on the desk.

Qiao Muyuan gently took the photo frame over, looked at the photo, and raised the corners of his mouth.

If he hadn't asked for this photo in the first place, she would have destroyed it and there would never be another one.

The photo frame was wiped clean by Ji Changmu until it was spotless. Qiao Muyuan's eyes focused on Ji Changmu's face in the photo. She gently rubbed his face with her fingertips. The corners of her lips were upturned, and her dimples were filled with honey.

No one can replace Ji Changmu's place in her heart.

She loves this man so much.

After looking at it for a long time, Qiao Muyuan put the photo frame in its place.

His desk is filled with books related to teaching, especially mathematics lesson plans. There are many.

This is simply Qiao Muyuan's nightmare.

She casually opened a book of his frequently used lesson plans, which were filled with dense and serious notes. She could tell that Ji Changmu was serious about everything he did.

She thought that he took this relationship seriously.

Not long after he left, she missed him.

For the first time, Qiao Muyuan felt that he was hopeless and wanted men to think like this.

She thought about how deep she had fallen into last night again, and her face turned slightly red. In fact, she had always been extremely satisfied with Ji Changmu's side, and all she had said before were angry words.

But he seemed to take his angry words seriously, and he would torture her severely every time, as if he was letting out his anger.

Really, cautious.

Finished a class.

Ji Changmu looked at his watch. He should rush back, otherwise he would not have time to cook.

Teacher Annie stood outside the classroom waiting for him. As soon as the bell rang, she called to Ji Changmu: "Teacher Boris, let's have lunch together? I also ate in the cafeteria today, but I brought some sweet and sour pork ribs that I made.

You try it."

She learned it specially.

She didn't know this dish existed before, but she heard it was a home-cooked dish.

Ji Changmu held the lesson plans and textbooks in his hands. He paused for a few seconds and said, "Teacher Anni, my wife is here. I will go back and have dinner with her."

"Mrs.?" Anne remembered that he had said that he was married. She didn't believe it at first, and she still doesn't believe it now.

"Yes, my wife, she is waiting for me at home."

"Are you really married?"

"It's true."

"oh……"

"My wife is studying architectural design at Cambridge University." Ji Changmu added, smiled gently, turned and walked to his office.

Because he was a colleague, he didn't say too much and just stopped talking.

He didn't expect that Teacher Anne would invite him again. Even if he wasn't married, he wouldn't have any thoughts about other women.

Besides Qiao Muyuan, who else in the world could win his heart?

Thinking of Qiao Muyuan, he couldn't wait to go to the parking lot and drive home.

The school is very close to the manor, only a ten-minute drive.

As soon as Ji Changmu came back, he saw Qiao Muyuan sitting under an umbrella in the garden drawing a design draft, his brows furrowed as if he had encountered some problem.

He walked over lightly, bent down, leaned against her ear, and said in a sultry and mellow voice, "What are you thinking about?"

Qiao Muyuan was startled, laughed, and dropped his pen: "I'm thinking of you."

"Is this how you mess around with your studies every day?"

"You teach me a lesson?"

"..." He coughed lightly, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry... please prepare something delicious for me."
Chapter completed!