Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6521 The first snow in winter (2)

The only thing he is worried about is Yang Shuzheng's health.

Since the heart surgery in the early years, Yang Shuzheng's condition is relatively stable, but as time goes by, Ji Changmu is always worried that Yang Shuzheng will have a rejection reaction.

Every once in a while Ji Changmu would ask someone to accompany Yang Shuzheng to the hospital for an examination. Fortunately, he has been very stable.

He had already bought a villa for Yang Shuzheng in Bincheng, hired a lot of servants, and also hired a family doctor, but Yang Shuzheng didn't like being served by others, so he only left a nanny to accompany her to relieve boredom.

"Changmu...has a girlfriend yet?" Yang Shuzheng asked this question again.

Ji Changmu took a puff of his cigarette, his eyes frowning slightly: "No."

"Oh, I know you're busy with your career, but I still hope you can have a girl by your side. I really don't want you to be too tired."

"No, I have a measure."

Yang Shuzheng didn't say much, she knew her son's character.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Ji Changmu hung up the phone.

The night was getting darker.

No one called Ji Changmu anymore. The men kept drinking, and Ji Changmu didn't hold it. He drank a lot.

This is probably the most he's had in all the years he's been in New York.

He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, or he didn't think about anything, he especially wanted to drink tonight, the smell of alcohol could paralyze his nerves and stop him from thinking continuously in his mind.

Tired when awake.

Many, many faces and many things kept appearing in his mind.

He has been very tired all these years.

Taking classes at Columbia University is probably his most leisurely and favorite time of the week, so for so many years, no matter how busy he is, he has retained the position and honor given to him by Columbia University and is willing to attend classes.

The restaurant was a mess.

Wine glasses are tilted here and there, wine bottles are piled up like a mountain, and there are messy dice and cards.

When it was almost time, Yan Jia asked the servant to bring the cake in.

Ji Changmu was in a daze, his eyebrows frowned slightly, he couldn't remember when was the last time he celebrated his birthday, and with whom.

Just like drinking a piece of wine, the memory in his mind has become blurred and rusty. He is less and less fond of thinking about everything he has encountered in the past years. In fact, what he is more afraid of is encountering it again.

"Old Ji, make a wish." Yan Jia urged.

"I don't like doing this." Ji Changmu ruthlessly refused, "Let's eat the cake."

"Hey, you... don't you have any wish to fulfill?"

"No, I don't like unrealistic fantasies."

"Forget it." Yan Jia knew that he had nothing to say to this kind of man, "Eat the cake, eat the cake, let's continue to be high after eating."

There was no ceremony, the servants directly cut the cake and shared a piece with each other.

Ji Changmu doesn't like sweets, so he only tasted it symbolically.

The night was low and the sky was full of stars.

The winter wind blows the bamboo in the courtyard of the villa. The lights inside and outside the villa are brightly lit, and each light illuminates the surroundings and dispels every darkness.

Everyone didn't leave. At night, the first few men went to Ji Changmu's house to make trouble in the billiard room, movie hall, swimming pool, and all kinds of troublesome places.

Ji Changmu also followed them.

He was quite happy tonight.

After the Ji family suffered an accident, the word "happy" became his luxury.

The quarrel continued until it was almost dawn, and Yan Jia and the others did not leave Ji Changmu's house, and each found a room to sleep.

(End of this chapter)