At nearly ten o'clock, the guests of the manor dispersed one after another.

Ji Changmu also took Qiao Muyuan back to the hotel in Lancheng after the wedding.

It was a bit cold in winter, so Qiao Muyuan wore Ji Changmu's suit jacket all the way, snuggled against his side, and kept telling him some interesting things about the evening.

Ji Changmu also listened carefully and would not interrupt her most of the time. He was focused and affectionate.

The driver drove to the hotel in the city center. Ji Changmu grabbed Qiao Muyuan's hand and went upstairs with her.

Qiao Muyuan hung his suit in the closet, took the initiative to untie his tie, and slid his little hands over his shirt.

"Go and change the dress first." Ji Changmu grabbed her hand and stopped her from continuing.

"What do you think I want to do?" She smiled slyly at him, her eyes filled with stars, as bright as the bright moon.

"Do you think I know?"

Qiao Muyuan turned around, facing away from him: "Please help me unzip the dress, I can't reach it."

Ji Changmu gently held her long hair with his hands and opened the zipper for her. Qiao Muyuan's smooth back was as white as snow.

Qiao Muyuan quickly ran into the bathroom: "I'm taking a shower. Mr. Ji remember to prepare my pajamas for me."

"..." He ran so fast.

Ji Changmu rummaged through the suitcase for a while and saw that Qiao Muyuan had brought several sets of pajamas. He found a set of champagne-colored satin pajamas and took them out, then arranged her clothes.

Ji Changmu didn't drink much tonight. Ji Changmu was very sober. Seeing that it was still early, he simply sat on the balcony of the living room and turned on his tablet to work.

At the wedding banquet in the evening, many people handed him business cards, but he handed them all to the driver without reading any of them.

The possibility of jy establishing contact with them is very small, and there is a high probability that they will never meet again.

After the wedding banquet, Yan Jia sent a message to the important guests, and Ji Changmu also received it: "The reception was not good, I still hope Haihan."

Ji Changmu replied casually: "Go to rest early."

Later, Ji Changmu saw Yan Jia's wedding photos in the circle of friends, nine pictures, very ceremonial.

Ji Changmu casually clicked on an encrypted folder on his tablet.

After attending two weddings in the past month, Ji Changmu modified the wedding details in the folder. The folder contained all his thoughts about his wedding.

As the night got darker, Qiao Muyuan quickly wiped his head and came out of the bathroom wearing slippers and looked around.

"Brother Ji!"

"living room."

"oh!"

Qiao Muyuan ran over and handed him the hair dryer: "Blow my hair for me."

She sat obediently on the sofa, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the night view.

Ji Changmu obediently took the hair dryer, stood behind her, and skillfully picked up the hair with his left hand.

The hair dryer is extremely noisy.

Ji Changmu's tall silhouette was reflected in the clean windows, and she was sitting in front of him.

After her hair was almost done, Ji Changmu put away the hair dryer: "I'm going to take a shower, you rest first."

"Huh? Are you going to let me rest?" Qiao Muyuan turned to look at him.

"Huh? Otherwise?"

"Good times, beautiful scenery, long nights, what do you think?"

"I just went through my suitcase and I forgot some things."

"Oh!" Qiao Muyuan said meaningfully, "I'll buy it."

"What are you buying? It's so late, go to bed."

"That's not possible." Qiao Muyuan hugged Ji Changmu's waist and refused to let him go. "Why are you leaving? You are not allowed to leave. You must promise me first."
Chapter completed!