Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 7322 is still the same as before (6)

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "Maybe he's really not feeling well. He's been busy these days, and I haven't seen him for several days."

"Where's my brother? Isn't Qiao's all handed over to my brother?"

"Your brother is also busy, but your brother's performance in the second half of the year was not satisfactory. After your father returned to Qiao's, he found out many wrong accounts. He is afraid to see your father now."

"It shouldn't be, my brother is not such a careless person. Although he may be inexperienced, he will not make mistakes in the accounts."

"In the first half of the year, I tried to invest in high-tech in Beijing, but I lost a lot of money when I failed to win the market. Your brother's condition is not very good in the second half of the year, and he always makes mistakes."

"Anyway, the high-tech market in the capital is now taken over by brother Ji's JY. It's the same. Brother doesn't need to give up on himself. Dad should enlighten him."

"It's better to expect your brother to come out on his own than to expect your father to enlighten you." Ye Jiaqi laughed.

Ji Changmu listened from the side without making a sound.

Ye Jiaqi didn't talk to them for too long, she still had her own things to do.

In the afternoon, Qiao Muyuan led Ji Changmu to the south building of Qiao Residence.

The south building has not been repaired or redecorated. Everything is still the same as it was more than ten years ago, except that the trees in the yard are taller and denser.

The persimmon tree was even taller, and there were a few dry persimmons on the branches that were crumbling in the wind, like a few small lanterns, gray and gray.

Walking along the stairs into the South Building, time travels back in an instant.

Ji Changmu is not the kind of person who easily recalls the past, but when he stepped in a familiar place, his heart felt as if he had been hit, and an electric current flowed through his limbs. generally.

Happy, unhappy, plain, enthusiastic... Those memories all carry established colors, like an overturned palette, presented in his mind bit by bit.

Under the window, he used to teach Qiao Muyuan to read and write there. The little girl was still very young, mischievous and mischievous, and her attitude towards learning was not correct, so he trained her a lot.

She is the eldest lady of Zhongxing Gongyue, no one dared to offend her, but she cried many times under his reprimand.

He wasn't used to her back then, he was strict and arrogant, but now thinking about it, the corners of Ji Changmu's lips curled up and he laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Qiao Muyuan didn't understand, "The family said several times that they would repair the south building, but I didn't agree, so they didn't move any more. Brother Ji, look, it's still the same as before, even the utility knife on the table The scratches are all there."

Qiao Muyuan happily walked to the window.

Back then, she read under the window.

Sunshine pours on her books and table through the wooden window. It is clear that all seasons are good, but she doesn’t like reading. She naughtily uses a knife to draw marks on the table, rubber, and windows. She also likes to use her watercolor brushes scribble everywhere.

Unexpectedly... these have become memories.

Qiao Muyuan seemed to see that beautiful little girl by the window.

"You were really disobedient when you were young." Ji Changmu also walked over and stood by the window. The outdoor sunlight fell on his face, and the edges and corners were polished into soft lines. "I have to worry about you."

"You don't worry about it. As long as you get a salary, you don't care about me at all. As long as I don't sue, you don't care. Right? Teacher Ji."

Ji Changmu turned his head, and Qiao Muyuan, who was beside him, also turned to look at him.

Looking at each other, he laughed harder.

(End of this chapter)