Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6641 raises a female student (7)

Qiao Muyuan drank milk, ate freshly baked bread, and golden fried eggs.

"My apartment is not far from Columbia University, so come over for lunch at noon," he said.

"I eat at school."

"Come here to eat, isn't it good? Or, the dishes I cook are not to your liking?"

"I don't want to bother you."

"But I want to trouble myself."

She stopped what she was doing and looked at him, her big black eyes filled with mist, like a lost deer in the forest.

"I mean, I have nothing to do when I'm free, so I can't go to the company for the time being." He explained, regardless of whether she agreed or not, "Come over for dinner, I will cook a table."

"Why do you take care of me so much?"

"Actually, you took good care of me when I was your tutor."

"You've said a word of conscience." Qiao Muyuan thought he didn't remember anything, and teased.

But when I lowered my head to eat breakfast, my heart was unavoidably sour.

The reason he takes care of her now and treats her well is probably because the Qiao family treated him very well in the past.

Her uncle spent so much effort to come to the capital to perform an operation on his mother. When her mother learned that he was going to be excluded from the list of studying abroad, her mother also made contacts to help him enter Wharton Business School. Although he didn't know all this, but At least he knew that the Qiao family gave him a salary advance. Without that money, how could his mother have a smooth operation and life, and how could he pay off the debts every year.

He was just an ordinary college student, but the salary that Qiao's family gave him was unmatched in the entire capital, and Qiao's family would not embarrass him every time he asked for leave.

Even if he played a petty temper willfully and said that he didn't want to teach her this student anymore, she never complained to her mother, and even hoped that he would come over and ask her mother to give him a raise.

But later, he left and deleted all the contact information between her and Qiao's family.

She cried for a long, long time, crying so much that she refused to go to school or eat, but he would never know about it.

There is nothing to mention about the past.

"Are there many classes this semester?" he asked.

"Not much."

"Ah."

While chatting, the doorbell rang.

Ji Changmu stood up and went to open the door.

It is Yan Jia.

Yan Jia brought him breakfast: "Lao Ji woke up very early today, why didn't he sleep more? I brought you breakfast."

"I'm eating, you take it home."

"Huh? You made your own breakfast?" Yan Jia walked towards the dining room as he spoke, and saw the little girl Qiao Muyuan at a glance, "Hey, there are guests here. The breakfast at this table is so rich, it looks like it's all for people. What the guests ate, Lao Ji, couldn’t you cook it?”

"Ah."

"I haven't enjoyed the breakfast you made with your own hands. I didn't even know you could do it." Yan Jia was also polite and sat down on the empty seat. "I haven't had breakfast yet. Let me taste your breakfast. craftsmanship."

As he said that, Yan Jia was about to pick up a crystal dumpling from the steamer with his chopsticks. Ji Changmu slapped his chopsticks off and frowned: "Eat what you brought yourself, don't touch my breakfast."

"You can't eat..."

Ji Changmu took the steamer away and put it in front of Qiao Muyuan, not letting Yan Jia touch it again.

This posture...Yan Jia understood, okay, okay, he is a plastic fake friend.

The breakfast at this table was made for the little girl, not for him. Unfortunately, he came to deliver breakfast early in the morning.

(End of this chapter)