Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6988 The wind blows the green leaves in the south building (5)

"..." Qiao Zhixing glanced at her, then at her lipstick, "Sister, don't I look as good-looking as your lipstick?"

"What did you tell me?"

"I said, sister, you seem to have something on your mind when you come back this time."

"I don't worry about it. The course is too tiring. I have been drawing pictures at home for my graduation thesis these days. Yesterday, my tutor called me and chatted with me for half an hour. Many places need to be redone."

"Then don't be too tired, sister, you are really the hardest and most motivated eldest lady I have ever seen."

"You talk too much."

"Praise you!" Qiao Zhixing smiled, and under the peaked cap was a handsome face with distinct features.

The capital is dark at night, and there are only two rows of street lamps standing straight and lonely on the expressway under the dome. The light and shadow are clear, illuminating the road.

……

In March in Yangchun, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, Qiao Muyuan's graduation thesis had been completed.

The moment she sent the finished thesis to her supervisor, she sat in the library and turned her head to look out the window on the first floor. There were tall trees, lush green leaves, spring and Jingming.

After packing up the books and notebooks, tied up her hair, she put on her shoulder bag and left the library.

Today's temperature is higher than usual, Qiao Muyuan only wore a white long-sleeved V-neck shirt, the hem of the shirt was pressed into the jeans, and the sleeves were rolled up a bit.

Because she finished writing her dissertation, her steps were much lighter. Seeing that it was still early, she was going to go to the supermarket.

She is in a good mood today, and she wants to make some snacks by herself.

In the ingredients area of ​​the supermarket, Qiao Muyuan sometimes bent down and sometimes raised his head, pushing the trolley with a bag on his shoulders, and carefully picked out the things he wanted on the shelves.

"Flour, matcha powder, cranberries, raisins..."

Qiao Muyuan murmured while counting.

Pushing the cart, her eyes kept falling on the shelves.

"Miss Qiao?" At the aisle, Sister Cui pushed the cart and looked at Qiao Muyuan in surprise. She did not recognize the wrong person, it was Qiao Muyuan.

Qiao Muyuan is so beautiful, he can be recognized at a glance when standing in the crowd.

Qiao Muyuan stopped in his tracks: "Sister Cui?"

"Miss Qiao, if I remember correctly, we haven't seen each other for more than a year..." Sister Cui didn't bother to push the car, and walked forward in two or three steps, "Miss Qiao, are you... still studying?"

"I'm still studying at Columbia University." Qiao Muyuan knew that Sister Cui was that person's servant, so he didn't say much.

"Then Miss Qiao... do you know..." Sister Cui hesitated to speak, hesitating, not knowing whether to say, "Do you know... where is Mr. Ji?"

Qiao Muyuan shook his head calmly: "I don't know. Sister Cui, you...don't work at his house?"

"Miss Qiao, haven't you been in touch with Mr. Ji for a long time? He is no longer in New York."

"Well, I haven't been in touch for a long time."

Sister Cui felt a little bit cold in her heart. After all, this is just a way of drinking tea. After EM fell, Mr. Ji lost power, money, and status. Even Qiao Muyuan, who she had always been optimistic about, no longer had contact with Mr. Ji.

She thought Qiao Muyuan was different from Mr. Ji.

At least she felt that Mr. Ji was very special to Qiao Muyuan.

Seeing Qiao Muyuan's calm face and many words, Sister Cui swallowed, and only sighed: "Mr. Ji is a very nice person. After EM was acquired by some other company, he dismissed all the servants in the villa. I heard that He listed several properties in New York for sale. I don’t know if the villa has been sold, but some people say that the villa has been locked all year round and no one lives in it.”

(End of this chapter)