As he spoke, Ji Changmu pretended to check his cell phone.

Qiao Muyuan felt guilty and anxious, and of course he had nothing nice to say.

She deliberately stomped her feet angrily, her eyes red: "If you don't give it back to me, I won't talk to you today."

"Why are you acting like a child now?" Ji Changmu smiled and returned the phone to her, "It seems there is nothing good to say, so I won't read it."

He put the phone in her hand, and just in time to see Yan Jia and the others coming in from the door, he walked over to help Yan Jia pack her things.

The dinner was also hosted by Yan Jia and was still held in the restaurant of the winery.

Qiao Muyuan quickly ended the chat with Yuan Qingqing.

The mosquito repellent was very effective and her legs were no longer itchy. She sat on the sofa by the window, looked up and saw them preparing dinner in the restaurant.

Qiao Muyuan looked at Ji Changmu's tall back, his mouth pouted slightly, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

Did she speak in a bad manner just now?

Isn't Lao Ji angry anymore?

The more she thought about it, the more guilty she felt. She shouldn't have spoken loudly to Ji Changmu, as it would scare him.

During the meal, she sat next to Ji Changmu, lowered her voice and posture, and served him some food: "Brother Ji, try this shrimp, it's delicious."

"I don't want to eat it. I'm allergic to seafood recently."

"Oh!" Qiao Muyuan put the shrimp in his bowl again in frustration. Was he really allergic or was he angry with her?

I had never heard of his seafood allergy before.

He has lowered his attitude and tempered his temper over the years, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have any temper at all. If she didn't show him her phone today, would he be angry with her?

Qiao Muyuan struggled in his mind for a long time, not sure.

It's not that I didn't show it to him, it was just that... Yuan Qingqing suddenly drove while chatting, and couldn't stop as soon as she drove.

It would be bad for her image to show it to Ji Changmu. In his heart, she is a pure and sweet little angel, not an old driver.

Qiao Muyuan was eating shrimp listlessly, thinking about how to apologize to him later.

Seeing that she had been messing with the shrimp in the bowl, Ji Changmu lowered his voice and said in a gentle tone: "Do you want me to peel it for you?"

"No need." Qiao Muyuan shook his head repeatedly and covered the plate, "There are many people tonight and they are all children, so no need."

"Don't be embarrassed, you are a kid too."

"It's okay, I can do it."

"Well, you can do it yourself."

Ji Changmu turned around and went to drink with Yan Jia. Yan Jia seemed to be in a good mood today. He caught Ji Changmu and drank one cup after another.

Qiao Muyuan sighed more and more in her heart, Lao Ji was so kind to her, so what if she showed him her phone?

The little girl reflected for a long time.

Yan Jia talked a lot when he drank. He kept Ji Changmu talking and happily expressed his inner excitement, which probably meant that he would soon be a father again.

He said that he only found out last year that Zhouzhou was his biological son, and he still hasn't gotten over it. He didn't expect that he would welcome his second child so soon.

Lin Zhi sighed: "Yan Jia, drink less, or else you'll sleep in the study at night."

Yan Jia lowered his voice and drank alone with Ji Changmu, not letting Lin Zhi hear him anymore.

Ji Changmu also thought he talked too much, but he couldn't help it. He was the only one here who could drink with Yan Jia.

The restaurant is very noisy, the children are chattering non-stop and like to run back and forth.

Qiao Muyuan was not very hungry. After eating for a while, he joined a few children and played games with them.

"This is Aunt Mu Yuan." Zhouzhou introduced to his friend in a serious manner.
Chapter completed!