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Fang Likun and Qiao Zhi had been friends for a few years, and they were unwilling to part. It would be strange if she didn't die from anger at the secret location.

After a night of mahjong, it was almost noon by the time he got home.

On the community garden path, she stopped and looked strangely at a passing middle-aged woman.

The lady walked out from a coffee shop. When she saw Jiang Yueming, she also paused for a moment before looking at the big star who was yawning in the past.

Face-to-face, the real person wasn't that shocked. Beautiful.

Even though she had put on very delicate makeup, her expression was too exhausted. Her eyes were also bloodshot, and the veins on her hands that had beaten mahjong all night were obvious.

Was this woman the one who had overpowered everyone?

Jiang Yueming was uncomfortable with the scrutiny, but it was a type of powerful aura, she had never seen a woman with such a strong aura. Moreover, this woman's face was very familiar.

However, the woman didn't open her mouth or introduce herself. She only slightly nodded her head and floated away.

It wasn't until she had walked far away that Jiang Yueming realised that this person was actually Qu Cunzi's eldest sister, Qu Cunfang.

She had long known about the Qu Family sisters from the photos and videos, but this was the first time she was facing them face to face. But what was Qu Cunfang doing here?

Her heart skipped a beat. She definitely did not forget that it was this extremely despicable woman who took back that villa.

Could it be that Qiao Zhi had already returned?

She hurried home.

Mu Qiaozhi lied on the sofa, looking exhausted. Working day and night, he returned from work with light footsteps.

He collapsed on the couch. He was obviously incredibly tired, but he was not sleepy at all.

After a long time, he suddenly remembered something that was missing: a cup of warm coffee, a serving of fifty percent lamb chops, two or three plates of delicious snacks, and, of course, a pair of buttons. Mo's gentle hands...

Over the years, he had gotten used to all this enjoyment. When he returned home today, he found it strangely empty. Dust danced in the air, and he looked around blankly. He habitually called out "Li Kun," only to realize that everything had long since become a thing of the past.

He fell asleep immediately.

When Jiang Yueming came in, he was already fast asleep.

After not seeing him for a long time, she walked to his side, squatted down and hugged him, kissing him passionately, "Qiao Zhi, when did you come back? Why didn't you call me? "I haven't been able to see you for many days, I missed you so much …"

He woke up with a splitting headache. Instinctively, he pushed the man away from him as if he were looking at a stranger: No, no, no, Likun never tormented himself like this. "She would quietly wait until she woke up, and then she would offer a cup of tea, a bath water, and a clean shirt …

Who was this woman who had shaken him awake without restraint?

"Qiao Zhi, Qiao Zhi..."

He woke up to her coquettishness and looked at her blankly for a moment before recognizing who it was.

"Qiao Zhi, who was the one who came looking for you just now?"

"Mary."

"Mary? Isn't it Qu Cunfang? "

"That's her English name."

"Why did she come to see you?" Did you know her well before? Is it something that Qu Cunzi wants to threaten you with? "

What does that have to do with Qu Cunzi?

"Yue Ming, you're thinking too much. It's just a small matter."

Mu Qiaozhi did not say what it was about, but Jiang Yueming was slightly unhappy, but she still smiled beautifully: "Qiao Zhi, was it about you winning the prize?"