Chapter 127

[Qiao bao'er, please be quiet and don't mention it again later...] since that night, after Jun Zhimu gave her a stern warning, Qiao bao'er has been trying hard to be "uneasy". She seems to be deliberately against him, challenging him all the time.

It's sunny outside at noon in midsummer.

The servants in the living room of the king's house are busy preparing rich lunches for the guests.

Early this morning, Lu Qinan, Pei Haoran and several men who had not met came to Jun's house.

These people went to Jun Zhi Mu's spacious study and held a meeting. Anyway, Qiao bao'er didn't know what was going on, and she didn't want to know now.

"Young lady..."

It's time to have lunch, and Qiao bao'er also strides over, but aunt Fang is surprised to see her coming.

Since their young master taught her a lesson that night, Qiao bao'er refused to eat at the same table with Jun Zhimu.

Anyway, with him, she must turn around and leave.

Jun Zhimu sat upright on the other side of the dining chair. They hadn't moved their meal yet. Pei Haoran, with a gentle smile on his face, said hello to her in a friendly way.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I'd like to have dinner with these old men..."

Qiao Baoer replied with a smile, "I've already eaten it."

"But I'm a bit full, so I'm going to exercise after dinner." She turns her head and stares at junzhimu in the middle of the dining table. At last, the words bite heavily, and the meaning is not clear.

They didn't understand what she said about the after dinner exercise. They were curious to ask the host of the family. However, before they could ask, the whole hall was filled with the sound of the piano.

Delicate fingertips, skillfully playing on the black and white keys, is Chopin's Nocturne.

Qiao bao'er plays this song with ease. She can recite it without a score. Moreover, the faster she plays it with her fingertips, the more powerful she is to press the keys. It seems that she is venting something.

The piano was very beautiful, but the servants in the hall of the king's house were all in a panic.

Pei Haoran and Lu Qinan look at each other on the ground. The rest of the restaurant are in a bit of panic. Yu Guang secretly looks at Jun Zhimu in the central seat.

Suddenly, their backs were cold.

How dare she play this piece in your house

"Enough --"

The man on the other side of the restaurant seemed to be unbearable. He stood up in a hurry and shook against the tableware on the dining table. Lu Qinan's heart also became nervous.

"Have you had enough, Joe?"

It was not until the last note of the nocturne that she stopped contentedly.

Jun's restaurant is a little far away from the place where the piano is placed in the center of the hall. However, the sound of the piano can't be ignored and makes some people fidgety.

Yes, she knew that he didn't like people playing the piano at home, especially this piece of music.

The dignified atmosphere of the family is full of tension.

The housekeeper anxiously ran to Qiao bao'er's side and said in a low voice, "young master Zhimu doesn't like this song, because madam, she used to..."

Jiang Meili used to be an international pianist, and her favorite performance was Chopin's Nocturne. At that time, she became famous for her playing skills.

"Is it?" Qiao bao'er stood up from the front of the piano stage and didn't care.

"Don't tell me, junzhimu said. I can't manage anything here."

Qiao bao'er's steps are heavy and straight. She just strides across the restaurant, obviously demonstrating to the men over there

Let me be safe! Then I'll give it to you!!

Jun Zhimu's face was gloomy and ugly. He wanted to get angry and tried to bear it. He stared at the woman and left. They were afraid to breathe.

They don't know when the cold war started. Maybe she tried to make a good meal for him that day, but he taught her a lesson for no reason.

Or maybe the problems between them have existed for a long time, but they have been overstocked for a long time.

Anyway, the master of the family has a cold war, and the most unfortunate thing is the servant of the family.

"Master Zhimu said that he... He won't go home for dinner tonight."

At noon, Qiao bao'er plays the piano to demonstrate, which makes Jun Zhimu's face turn blue. At night, he doesn't come back at all. He doesn't want to quarrel with her.

Qiao Baoer grinds his teeth and stares at the dishes on the table.

She took a deep breath, pretended to be indifferent, raised her smiling face and looked at Aunt Fang in front of her. Aunt Fang was looked at by her, and she had a bad premonition at the bottom of her heart.

"Where are the people?"

At about 12 o'clock in the morning, junzhimu came back from outside.

As usual, he would go to the bedroom first, then he would open the door, but it was dark inside, the light was turned off, and there was no one on the bed who should be sleeping.

"Where is she?"

Junzhimu gritted his teeth and asked, his temper was almost on the verge of breaking out.

Aunt Fang is under great pressure. This time, she pulls the housekeeper over for fear that one person can't cope with the herding.

"I ask you, where is she? I don't know if she's lost like last time."

Recently, I've been making trouble with Qiao bao'er. He's upset. In addition, his business and some private affairs are too complicated for him to stop.

Housekeeper expression is complex, hesitant ground opens a mouth, "young madam went to her friend's house to spend the night."

"At about 7 o'clock this evening, the driver sent her there in person, and we called you at that time..." but Jun Zhimu was too busy. When the assistant heard that it was the housekeeper, he didn't take it seriously and continued to work.

Jun Zhimu's gloomy face, lips tight, did not speak.

She should have gone to the woman's apartment named Zhu Xiaowei.

Aunt Fang hesitated for a moment and said carefully, "master Zhimu, young lady, although she's a bit noisy, she doesn't have a bad heart. Don't worry about her..."

When junzhimu heard this, his eyes burst with anger.

I don't know what words to use to scold her. I'm so angry.

Although it is summer, the night breeze in the early morning is also cool.

"Master Zhimu, do you want to pick up the young lady home..." the housekeeper also knows that junzhimu is willing to quarrel with her. If he doesn't go home for dinner, he just avoids.

"Leave her alone!"

Junzhimu was really angry this time. She ran out!

He turned around, didn't care about her, strode toward the study, just angrily holding the mobile phone, a little strong.

"What are you staring at all the time, Joe?"

This 70 square meter apartment is Zhu Xiaowei's nest.

At 12 o'clock in the morning, as a good baby, she has already washed and slept, but tonight, Qiao bao'er's sudden visit surprised and confused her.

"Nothing."

Qiao bao'er didn't know what he was angry about. He threw his cell phone aside.

Zhu Xiaowei looked at her up and down, and asked curiously, "Qiao bao'er, do you run away from home?"