Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6690 Brother Ji is the most handsome (2)

He only knew that Qi Xuan had entered his office, but he didn't know that Qi Xuan had even touched the dress he bought. What's even more stupid was that he didn't know anything about it and gave the dress to Qiao Muyuan.

He gave Qiao Muyuan a skirt worn by another woman...

Ji Changmu pressed his eyebrows, and seeing Qiao Muyuan crying, he took out a white square towel to wipe her tears, and gently said with his fingertips, "I don't know about this, there is no surveillance in my office."

"You are a liar!"

"Okay, okay, I'm a liar." Ji Changmu wiped away her tears, "I transferred Qi Xuan to another department after that day, and the dress box was gone after I brought it back from the shop. I took it apart again, but I don’t know that someone has touched it. Of course, it’s still the same explanation. Qi Xuan is just my friend’s sister, a very good friend, but it’s been a long time since I’ve had any contact with him. He’s angry with me. Let Qi Xuan go back to China and not stay in my company."

Ji Changmu tried his best to coax him patiently, explaining sentence by sentence, he was really wrong about this matter.

But Qiao Muyuan couldn't stop crying at all, she was still crying.

Ji Changmu had no choice but to wipe her tears over and over again: "Don't cry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. If I knew that the skirt had been touched by someone, I would never give it to you. Things that have been touched by others, Qiao's little girl The princess wouldn't even touch it, would she?"

"I'm not a little princess." Qiao Muyuan moved his feet. This title seemed to be very delicate to her.

How could she be so delicate, but she would definitely not want a skirt worn by others.

"Well, I know. It's just that I didn't expect you to misunderstand me for so long about the skirt. I, Ji Changmu, are not stupid enough to give you a skirt worn by another woman. No wonder you had a big fight with me that day."

"I didn't quarrel with you, you are my teacher, what should I quarrel with you?"

"Well, I am your teacher."

Ji Changmu wiped her tears, and the little girl finally got tired of crying, so she stopped crying and just sobbed.

He handed the rope of the handbag to her palm: "Take it, a unique gift, I brought it from Bencheng."

Qiao Muyuan's little hand was held by him, which meant that he would not let go until she took the gift.

Her little hand had no choice but to hook the rope, but she didn't speak for a long time.

Ji Changmu was rather patient. Over the years, his temperament, temper, and sharp edges have long been polished by the financial circle, and he has long learned how to restrain his character in New York.

People who have passed their thirties will not be the same as they were then.

"Qiao Muyuan, did you throw away that skirt?"

"Why don't you keep it?"

"I want to say, if you haven't thrown it, I'll throw it for you." He hooked his lips.

"Not only did I throw it away, but I also cut it."

"Then you won't cut the necklace I gave you?"

"..."

He smiled: "Forget it, just cut it."

"Ji Changmu, there is no surveillance in your office, so you believe what I just said? Are you afraid that I arranged it?"

"I believe what you made up." Of course he knew she didn't make it up, she cried like that that day.

Qiao Muyuan fell silent.

Maybe he coaxed her to feel at ease, Qiao Muyuan didn't cry anymore, but his eyes were still red.

The car drove to the garage of Ji Changmu's home.

It was still raining outside, Qiao Muyuan followed Ji Changmu step by step into the living room.

Sister Cui was the happiest. She hadn't seen Mr. Ji for a long time, and of course, she hadn't seen Ms. Qiao for a longer period of time.

(End of this chapter)