Qiao Muyuan smiled.

She skillfully hooked his neck and looked at him: "Okay, I'm just kidding you, I won't listen to your gossip."

"There's nothing nice to say. Bincheng's people don't have many good things to say about me."

"I know, I know, I just don't listen."

"You're not afraid that I'm not a good person?"

"Do I need to learn about you from an outsider's perspective?"

The corners of Ji Changmu's lips rose.

Qiao Muyuan kissed him on the cheek.

She doesn't need to understand him from other people's mouths, she knows best what kind of person he is.

Ji Changmu always appeared to outsiders as the ruthless, cruel, deep-tempered, lonely person, but she was the only one who knew that he was not.

His true side will only be revealed to her, including his unknown secret thoughts, which only she knows.

Therefore, she only needs to trust her own judgment.

Ji Changmu responded to her kiss, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The night was long and they had plenty of time together.

…

The next day, the weather in Bincheng was excellent and the temperature was very high.

The weather was over 30 degrees, and Qiao Muyuan was all lazy, lazily going out and lazily getting out of bed. However, this was the Ji family, and she couldn't be too lazy.

Ji Changmu was afraid that she would be bored, so he drove her around the city center of Bincheng.

When they reached a shopping mall, Qiao Muyuan couldn't walk anymore, so she simply found a place to sit down and asked Ji Changmu to buy her milk tea.

"Sit here and don't move. I'll buy you milk tea."

"Remove ice and bring to room temperature."

"Remember."

"I'm waiting for you."

Qiao Muyuan was sitting in the lounge of the shopping mall, casually picking up a magazine from the shelf and reading through it.

At this time, a couple came in, and the woman said to the man: "Hey, I seemed to have seen Ji Changmu just now."

"Which Ji Changmu?"

"Ji Changmu, who is in the class next to our high school, don't you even remember the school idol?"

"Oh, Ji Changmu..." The man's tone was obviously disdainful, "Didn't his family go bankrupt when he was a freshman in high school? At that time, the whole family was in debt and he was very arrogant. Also, what a school boy, I'm not better than him

Is he handsome?"

Qiao Muyuan originally wasn't very interested in what others said, but she couldn't bear this man's last words.

This man looks too anxious, with receding lines, a protruding mouth and a flat nose, and a greasy face that cannot be looked at directly.

Qiao Muyuan raised his head and said quietly: "Sir, mirror, here."

She pointed to a floor-to-ceiling mirror in the lounge.

The man reacted and walked up to her: "Who are you? What are you saying when we are talking as husband and wife?"

"That's right, you're so rude." The woman echoed, frowning, "Where are you from?"

"Madam, your husband probably doesn't know himself, so people like you are not picky eaters."

Qiao Muyuan couldn't bear to hear others say bad things about Ji Changmu.

"You look offensive!" The woman put her hands on her hips and raised eyebrows at the little girl in front of her who looked young, "Are you crazy? My husband and I can offend you even when we are walking?!"

"Is what I said wrong? Also, don't gossip about others behind their backs. Be careful if someone overhears you. You will be struck by thunder from heaven."

The man and woman looked at each other. They didn't say anything just now, they just talked about Ji Changmu.

It seems that this little woman is Ji Changmu's.
Chapter completed!