She didn't seem to care about Qiao Muyuan's attitude. She reached out and stuffed the photo into the pocket of Qiao Muyuan's windbreaker. She raised her hands and leaned against the door frame, smiling smugly: "No married man can endure half a month or a month of loneliness.

, women can do it, but men can’t. Janna, I have long thought that you were cheated by your husband, but you still seem to think that he

What an infatuated gentleman he is. He is willing to stand up for you, maybe just to show off his affection in front of acquaintances, which is good for him personally and the company. Janna, don't be too naive, never trust a businessman,

Everything will be in their calculations. You can only calculate one or two steps, but they can calculate ten steps away."

Qiao Muyuan opened the door and left.

She still didn't care, she only said what she wanted to say, and besides, whether she believed it or not, this woman could plant a thorn in her heart.

The wind outside was very strong, making the leaves rustle.

Just as Qiao Muyuan took a step forward, a gust of wind blew up her long hair, making her hair messy.

She raised her hand to brush away the broken hair from her ears and looked at the night view of the school indifferently.

The night view is beautiful, with Christmas trees, elk, Santa Claus, and crowds of people walking back and forth. Everyone's face is filled with infinite happiness, and there is a relaxed festive atmosphere everywhere.

She just walked under the streetlight and happened to meet the president of the music club.

He walked up to her and gave her a small Christmas gift, wrapped in a red box: "Thank you for your hard work on the show, a small gift, Merry Christmas."

"Thank you." Qiao Muyuan answered, "President, may I treat you to dinner?"

"I still have to guard here, next time."

"Okay, then I'll go home first. I'll be returning to China in two days."

"Okay, happy holidays, see you next year."

"Same, see you next year."

Qiao Muyuan greeted him without saying anything, smiled and waved to the president, and walked towards the roadside.

Time flies so fast. She has been studying in the UK for half a year. There are many people here who make her feel warm, and the president is one of them.

Although she is no stranger to England, this is a foreign land after all, and nothing can compare with the warmth of her hometown.

What she misses most is Beijing.

Tao Wenxing's car was already waiting in the parking lot.

Before Qiao Muyuan passed, he got out of the car, opened the door for her, and handed her a coat: "Miss, please cool down at night, don't catch a cold."

"Thank you, Uncle Tao."

"You're welcome, you should."

Qiao Muyuan got into the car and put on his coat.

Tao Wenxing asked her about the performance. In fact, he knew that it would go smoothly without asking. Their eldest daughter had performed alone for so many times without any mistakes.

Halfway through the car, Tao Wenxing saw in the mirror that she was in a daze, not playing with her phone, but staring blankly at the buildings and scenery passing by outside the window, her expression somewhat indescribably dazed.

Tao Wenxing said: "Miss, are you hungry? It's almost eight o'clock."

"I'm not very hungry. I don't seem to have much appetite."

"Miss, you haven't had a good appetite these days. Do you want to take you to a Beijing restaurant for a meal? You may not be used to the food here. I know there is a very good Beijing restaurant here. It's

It's an old store opened by a Beijing native and has been open for decades."
Chapter completed!