Qiao Muyuan didn't want to eat. She wanted to eat dumplings, so Ji Changmu cooked dumplings for her.

She sat quietly on the chair, swaying her calves, looking out the window at the familiar scenery, or at Ji Changmu's back in the kitchen.

She likes this place so much. It carries her many years of memories, and they are also unique memories.

Today, she and Ji Changmu came back here again.

At that time, she was still a student, and Ji Changmu was the president of EM Group. A few years later, she finally became his bride.

The clock on the wall ticks every second.

Qiao Muyuan held her chin in her hands and waited for her cooked dumplings, not in a hurry, but quietly.

"There are only frozen dumplings in the kitchen. I'll make them for you another day when I'm free, so I'll make do." Ji Changmu brought a bowl of dumplings to her.

"It doesn't matter, the dumplings you cook are the most delicious." Qiao Muyuan picked up the chopsticks with a smile and asked, "Have you eaten it?"

"I've eaten. I'll cancel tomorrow's shooting at short notice. I'll have a good rest at home tomorrow and shoot again the day after tomorrow."

"Well, that's it. Do you feel sorry for me?"

"yes."

"Do you think I can't endure hardship?"

"Why should we endure hardship if we can avoid it? We don't have to endure this hardship."

She smiled, too.

She was very hungry, so she didn’t say much and just lowered her head to eat dumplings.

Ji Changmu brought a water cup, drank boiled water, and sat with her.

The night is dark, it is getting late, and there is a peaceful world under the silent night sky.

There are only two of them here, and this is their night together.

Qiao Muyuan took a nap and was no longer sleepy.

At night, she sat on the bed and looked through today's samples on her tablet. The more she looked at them, the more she liked them. In every photo, Ji Changmu's eyes almost fell on her, overflowing with the doting and tenderness on the screen.

After watching for a long time, before going to bed, she kissed Ji Changmu on the face.

Ji Changmu was a light sleeper and was woken up by her. He frowned and asked, "Aren't you still asleep?"

"Here we come." Qiao Muyuan put her arms around his waist and nestled in his arms, "Ji Changmu, I like you so much."

In the dark bedroom, Ji Changmu raised the corners of his lips and held her tightly with both hands.

He heard it.

He also likes her very much.

…

After taking wedding photos, Qiao Muyuan finally returned to Qiongzhou with Ji Changmu.

She hasn't been here for a long time, and she hasn't been back to their little home for a long time.

The villa stood on the island. Ayong took them back and drove them from the airport to the family compound.

A Yong was extremely excited. He hadn't seen Mr. Ji and his wife together for a long time. He had heard all the previous rumors, but he didn't believe them.

Mr. Ji is not that kind of heartless and romantic man. Sure enough, he is right. The person his Mr. Ji loves has always been Miss Qiao.

It's not cold in Qiongzhou, especially on days when the sun is shining, the temperature is very high.

Qiao Muyuan only wore a thin coat. When she got out of the car, the sea breeze blew her long hair and skirt. She stood in the courtyard wearing sunglasses and looked around at their long-lost home.

The overall villa has a fresh and natural style, which blends in with the surrounding scenery and is completely natural.

The island is surrounded by wide ocean on three sides, and the beach is covered with coconut trees and palm trees, row after row, singing softly in the sea breeze.

The breeze was so refreshing that Qiao Muyuan breathed a sigh of relief and was reluctant to enter the house.

She likes it here, and this will be her and Ji Changmu's little home from now on.
Chapter completed!