Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 7722 Shooting suicide...... (3)

The back garden was full of well-blooming flowers and plants. The servant told her that Mr. Meng had planted these by himself, and several trees had existed for many years.

Ji Changmu and Meng Chen had a happy chat in the living room. Seeing that it was still early, Meng Chen invited Ji Changmu to play chess together.

While playing chess and chatting, Ji Changmu found out that Meng Chen and Master Qiao had known each other since childhood, and they were both from the capital. As for why Meng Chen hadn't been married for many years, Ji Changmu didn't ask any further questions.

Meng Chen held the black chess piece, and he asked with a smile, "When does Mr. Ji plan to give Miss Qiao a wedding? As an uncle, I can't wait to drink the wedding wine."

"I plan to return to Qiongzhou after she graduates."

"You can really wait." Meng Chen sighed, "I thought everyone in this world couldn't wait to marry their beloved girl back home."

"Before I was unwell and sat in a wheelchair. When my legs and feet got better, I happened to ask Qiao Muyuan to come to Cambridge to study. It has been delayed, and the marriage certificate is the same. For the wedding, when JY is more stable, I will plan it myself. I don’t feel comfortable entrusting this kind of matter to others.”

"Little Yuzi is a very good girl. Old Qiao has always favored this daughter. I always thought he was reluctant to marry her off, at least he would not marry her to someone else when she was in her early twenties. Now it seems that it is still me I don’t know enough about Old Joe.”

"Master Qiao and I promised to treat A Yuan well."

"Well, I believe in Master Qiao's vision."

The two played a game of chess.

When Qiao Muyuan came back, they were still playing chess. She walked behind Ji Changmu and put her arms around his neck intentionally: "Uncle Meng, whoever loses wins?"

"The round is not over yet." Meng Chen said, "But your husband is very good."

"No, Mr. Meng is better."

Meng Chen smiled.

Qiao Muyuan stared at the chessboard for a while, the two were evenly matched, and it was impossible to see who would win for a while.

She simply said: "It's better to have a meal with chess, I'm hungry."

"Okay, let's draw." Meng Chen stood up, "I'm hungry too."

Ji Changmu didn't care about fighting at all, and nodded: "I'll have a few more drinks with Mr. Meng tonight."

"Then I really wish for it."

Meng Chen usually stays alone at home without anyone to accompany him, but this time Qiao Muyuan and Ji Changmu came here, as if they were his daughter and son-in-law, and they were very happy.

During the dinner, Qiao Muyuan also drank a few cups. She asked with her chin in her hand, "Uncle Meng, where is Auntie Xiaozi? Does she still live in the same place?"

"Yes, she has always lived there and never changed places."

"What does she do on weekdays? I'll go see her another day."

"She's fine. She didn't like working when she was young, and she still does."

When Meng Chen said this, his tone was flat, the glitz of the past faded away, leaving only An Ran's peace, these unchanging times will slowly pass by with time, day after day.

Qiao Muyuan didn't mention Aunt Xiaozi again, she kept toasting Meng Chen at the banquet.

Meng Chen was in a particularly good mood and drank several more glasses.

He probably hasn't drank like this for many years, and he couldn't help but talk about the events many years ago. He said that when he was young, he stayed in England with Master Qiao for many years, and he also said that he had watched Chengfan grow up, And what happened when Ye Jiaqi was pregnant with Qiao Muyuan.

The more he talked, the more desolate his eyes became. Time flies by like a fleeting moment, leaving only fragments of shadows on the ground.

The night is like water, and the bright moon is slanting westward.

(End of this chapter)