Ji Changmu knocked her on the head: "I won't do this next time."

Qiao Muyuan smiled at him.

She knew that she would probably make Ji Changmu very happy today, especially in the bathroom in the morning.

This man is like an insatiable wolf.

Yesterday I climbed a mountain all day long, and today I feel as if nothing is wrong. My physical strength is amazingly good.

It was getting late, and Qiao Muyuan finally got up from bed and moved around.

She walked to the balcony in her pajamas, poured a glass of red wine, and stood quietly on the balcony blowing the night breeze while drinking. The red liquid in the glass was like a dazzling ruby ​​under the refraction of light.

Ji Changmu turned his head silently and glanced at her. She was really enjoying it.

He opened her notebook to help her revise the manuscript, and corrected the red areas one by one according to the requirements of her tutor and magazine editor.

There is no problem with the general direction, there are only some small details that need to be changed.

The wind blew Qiao Muyuan's long hair. She was in a good mood and couldn't help humming a song.

Ji Changmu called her: "Qiao Muyuan!"

"Teacher Ji, what's going on?"

She turned her head and looked at him through the balcony glass.

"Pour me a glass of red wine."

"immediately."

Qiao Muyuan poured him a glass of wine. This time, she did not go back to the balcony, but sat next to him and watched him correct the manuscript for her.

"Teacher Ji is so amazing."

"Wow, Teacher Ji, how do you know this word? You use the word so accurately."

"Here, add another paragraph."

"Qiao Muyuan, how do you plan to remunerate me?"

Qiao Muyuan kissed him on the face: "Reward."

"How stingy."

Ji Changmu worked hard to help her change it.

She sat aside and looked at him while drinking red wine.

The dim yellow light shone on them, and time passed by quietly.

…

The next day they went to the Swiss Bank together.

Ji Changmu had no intention of coming to this place.

He knew his father's character well, and there could be no hidden property in the safe. He had some vague guesses about it, so... since he was here, let's give it a try.

After entering the bank, Ji Changmu first went to find the person in charge of the bank.

Qiao Muyuan didn't intend to disturb him. He waited for him quietly in the rest area of ​​the hall and bought him a cup of coffee.

The sun is sunny in Switzerland today, the clouds are light and the wind is gentle. Looking out the window, everything is green and green.

There are people coming and going in the hall.

Not long after, Ji Changmu walked over with long legs, his long dark gray windbreaker hanging on his arm, and a bank manager accompanying him.

Qiao Muyuan stood up: "Where are we going now?"

"Come with me."

Ji Changmu took her to the backstage of the bank.

Qiao Muyuan handed him the coffee.

Ji Changmu smiled lovingly at her, took her hand and intertwined their fingers.

Qiao Muyuan felt a little uneasy. She didn't know if she should remind him to come over. After all, it might open up a past that shouldn't be remembered.

Things about his father were more or less cast in a layer of pathos, and there was infinite cruelty in those pathos.

For Ji Changmu, it might tear open his already healed wounds.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but squeeze his hand.

Ji Changmu's steps were steady, and he led Qiao Muyuan into the secret place behind the scenes with the person in charge of the bank.

The person in charge opened the coded doors one by one.

Seeing those doors open in front of my eyes seems to activate dusty memories.
Chapter completed!