Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 9106 The family will always be reunited (3)

Ji Changmu kissed her on the lips, then took her lipstick and applied it for her.

Qiao Muyuan was caught off guard and his face felt slightly hot.

Little Huaihuai was leaning in Qiao Muyuan's arms, sleeping soundly, a soft ball, cute and well-behaved.

Half a year after he was born, little Huaihuai's appearance has grown a bit, and he looks very much like Ji Changmu.

"Do you want to take him there?" Ji Changmu raised his eyebrows and looked at the little one in her arms.

"Bring your little friend with you and let him watch us eat."

"That's a good idea." Ji Changmu has been in Qiongzhou during this time, planning some business trips, and spending most of the time with Qiao Muyuan and his son.

"I just told my dad about the hotel project I got a few days ago, and he praised me."

"Really? It's worthy of praise, our Mu Yuan is so good."

"Dad rarely praises me. It's even harder for him to praise others than to reach heaven. However, I have known how good he is to me since I was a child."

Qiao Muyuan was talking to Ji Changmu and coaxing Xiao Huaihuai.

She walked to the window and looked at the beach outside the villa.

Qiongzhou is extremely hot this season. The palm leaves on the beach are motionless, and the gravel sparkles in the sun.

She wanted to go back to the capital again, and also wanted to talk to her father.

……

new York.

Qiao Chengfan quickly settled in the city center and rented a small apartment that was not too big.

Once here, he changed his name: Devin.

From then on, he was no longer Xiao Mingzhang.

He found a job on a financial exchange in New York, which paid a lot of money.

After arriving in New York, Qiao Chengfan also felt a familiar feeling, as if he had been here many times before.

He did not deliberately pursue the past. Since leaving Xuanzhou, he has never had nightmares. His sleep is much better every night, and he no longer wakes up in the middle of the night.

However, when he thought of those words about the director of Langshan Welfare Home, his palms would still break out in a cold sweat.

Everything he suffered seemed insignificant compared to the purgatory evil.

Qiao Chengfan still doesn't interact much with people, and works from nine to five every day, commuting on time.

On Monday, he came to the office as usual, poured a cup of coffee, and checked the Shanghai Composite Index on the electronic screen.

The floor was stained with New York's early morning sunlight, which also fell on the man's young face and his white shirt. His desk was clean and tidy, with not many objects on the table.

After coming here for a while, he quickly adapted to life here.

There is a calendar on the table, and Qiao Chengfan occasionally draws on it with a pen.

"Devin, morning." A colleague greeted him.

"Morning." Qiao Chengfan also greeted.

"Devin comes so early every day." Delia, a female colleague who entered the office together, walked over to him and handed him the breakfast in her hand, "I brought breakfast for you."

"Thank you, but I've already eaten. Give it to Noah." Qiao Chengfan gestured politely.

"No, this is specially brought for you." Delia insisted on putting breakfast on his table.

She sat down at the workstation next to Qiao Chengfan and opened the coffee cup in her hand.

"Devin, Noah and I have transferred workstations. I will sit next to you from now on. Are you welcome?" Delia is a very enthusiastic girl. She is also a Chinese, but she grew up abroad. "They said Your work is excellent, and I also want to ask you for advice." Qiao Chengfan only smiled slightly, his expression still showing a sense of alienation: "I just came here, and I am not familiar with many of the work contents, so I should be asking you for advice. ”

"Okay, if you ask me for advice, I'd be happy to do it!" Delia opened her laptop and took a sip of hot coffee, "Devin, you've been here for a while, and I haven't told you yet. Just a few words. Are you free on Saturday? I want to go out with you. "

"Come to the Exchange on Saturday."

"You come to the exchange on Saturday? Devin, why are you so busy? The boss doesn't welcome overtime work. You should go out with me and I will take you for a walk in New York. Are you not familiar with this place?"

"Delia, thank you, but I really am not free."

"I was rejected." Delia looked at his computer, "Devin, your business ability is so good, do you have a lot of previous work experience?"

"No, I changed my career halfway. I used to be involved in biopharmaceuticals."

"Wow, that's so cool." Delia looked surprised. "These seem to be two completely unrelated but both exhausting tasks. Then Devin, can I interview you about how you did it? ?”

Delia almost concentrated on looking at Qiao Chengfan with her chin in her hands, her eyes full of admiration.

This man's abilities are as outstanding as his appearance.

Delia even felt that these were two things that were almost irreversible.

Qiao Chengfan concentrated on the jumping index on the screen and said calmly: "It's time to go to work."

He did not reply to any of Delia's questions, and only devoted himself to the work he should do.

But his polite and distant attitude made Delia obsessed. Delia didn't care whether he responded to her or not, and would say a few words to Qiao Chengfan from time to time.

Delia invited her again and again, but the man was unmoved.

Qiao Chengfan rarely interacts with people too much, and when he works, he just devotes himself to his work.

During lunch, Qiao Chengfan went to the restaurant alone most of the time.

When he is off work, he often chooses to go to the swimming pool or billiards room. He has no bad habits and does not like to interact too much with others.

My days in New York were calm and stable.

Occasionally, he would have nightmares. When he woke up from the nightmare, it was no longer the city of Xuanzhou surrounded by mountains, but the brightly lit city center of New York.

In autumn, the roadside is mottled with brilliant colors, the forests are dyed, and the tall trees have different postures.

Qiao Chengfan reads the local newspaper every day and watches the daily news.

On Saturday, he finally dialed a number he hadn't dialed in a long time.

There was a notification tone on the other end, and the phone number dialed was out of service.

The phone was shut down, which Qiao Chengfan expected.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to drive out.

Qiao Chengfan drove out of the city center. When he passed many streets, he always had a familiar feeling, as if he had walked through the streets of New York countless times.

He knew that this vague feeling did not lie to him. Maybe, he had really been to New York many times.

Nowadays, he no longer rejects this vague but uncaptured feeling, and no longer deliberately avoids it.

Deliberate escape means that he has never let go, but true letting go means that the heart is still and there are no waves.

Qiao Chengfan drove to Boston, which was a long way.

The autumn sunshine was not too dazzling. Qiao Chengfan was wearing black sunglasses in the driver's seat, looking straight ahead and driving smoothly.

This is the first time he has left New York since arriving.

(End of this chapter)