Around nine o'clock in the evening, Qiao Baoer went back to her bedroom with her phone.
I opened the door and found Junzhi Mu had already woken up.
However, he seemed a little off.
"Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat? Fang Da Ma has cooked some porridge..."
Qiao Bao'er's expression was a bit stiff. She stood at the door and asked in a low voice.
"Mm." Junzhi Mu didn't say much. He simply hummed in response, then rose to his feet and walked past her at the doorway.
The door was shut.
She went to the dressing room and got a set of pajamas, then went straight into the bathroom for a bath. She couldn't help but complain, "Men these days are so complicated."
Jun Zhimu had a bowl of congee downstairs, which perked him up. He thought about going back to the bedroom to get some files and take them to the study...
There's some sound of water from the bathroom, along with some low humming music. She's taking a bath.
"Is she in a good mood?"
He walked over to the coffee table and picked up the files. As he turned, he couldn't help but glance towards the bathroom.
As he understood it, this woman liked to sing in the shower when she was in a good mood.
Who has she been with lately?
Ding dong…
The phone placed on the coffee table suddenly vibrated, and the latest WeChat message flashed at the top of the screen.
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Jun's gaze was furrowed, he would normally have ignored Qiao Bao'er’s affairs, but who dared to address her in such a manner?
He stared at the flickering screen, a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. The woman in the bathroom wasn't coming out anytime soon, he could tell. He wondered if they'd send someone to check on her, if they'd go through her phone.
Jun Zhi Mu felt a bit ridiculous. He always had his own principles.

Ding dong…
Baby, I don't feel well...
Admit it, if you care, there's no point in principles. He still couldn't help but glance back at her phone screen.
"Who is Sleeping Beauty?" he murmured.
Click——
And at that moment, the bathroom door suddenly opened. Qiao Bao'er walked out in a white robe, she just wanted to take lotion into the bathroom, but their eyes met.
"Yes, what's the matter?" She didn't understand why he was standing here out of the blue.
Junzhi stood there, staring at her. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, but didn't answer her. Then he turned and walked out without another word.
"Your hair needs to be dried."
When she closed the door, all she heard was his low voice dropping a single sentence.
Qiao Bao'er stood with a dazed expression, her long hair dripping wet down to her waist.
Perhaps because Jun Zhimu had personally instructed her, Qiao Bao'er thoroughly dried her long hair after taking a bath before walking out of the bathroom.
He was working in his study, as usual.
However, Qiao Baoer always felt that he was a little different.
Pregnancy requires adequate rest, so she would go to bed as soon as she could. As for when Jun Zhi Mu returned to his room, she had no idea. During the middle of the night, she felt like someone was lifting her long hair, as if they were checking something.
When she woke up at seven o'clock in the morning, she was surprised to find that the man beside her wasn't awake. Usually, he got out of bed at five in the morning.
"Good morning."
Their faces were very close together. The man in front of her suddenly opened his eyes, and Qiao Bao'er's heart skipped a beat. She immediately greeted him nervously and scrambled to her feet.
"Mm," he murmured in response, and got up.
Although Junzhi Mu usually doesn't talk much, he has seemed much calmer these days.
What's wrong with him? she sort of wanted to ask, but didn't know how.
After washing up absentmindedly, she and he had a simple breakfast downstairs and then walked side by side toward the main house.
"Grandpa was very worried about you yesterday."
They walked side by side, Qiao Baoer feeling that the corridor was so long and the atmosphere uncomfortably quiet. She said something casually.
Jun turned his head to glance at her, then fell silent again.
Suddenly, her phone in her pocket rang.
Pig Pig wants to turn over: 【Have you gotten up, Qiao Bao'er? Couldn't you and your fat husband be busy in bed...】
It was out of boredom that Qiao Bao'er took out her phone and saw Zhu XiaoWei, that diligent one, sending her WeChat messages. Before she could even reply, the guy was bored out of his mind and sent several messages in quick succession.

Pigpig wants to flip over: 【Jojo today my boss sent me on a business trip to the city, do you want me to bring you anything? I'm deciding to stay in the best hotel, eat until I'm full before going back, that bald guy bullies me all day long……】
Jo Baoer looked at the message she sent, constantly complaining about her boss and saying that the workplace was like a battlefield, envious that she didn't have to go to work.
"I'd rather go to work..." Qiao Baoer felt that women without an income were the most foolish.
"Who is it?"
Jun's gaze narrowed slightly. Seeing her intently staring at her phone, he asked in a low voice.
He suddenly spoke, Qiao Baier's expression was startled, she immediately put down her phone and replied, "My friend."
"Oh." he said, his voice low.
This sounds like he wasn't satisfied with her answer and quickly added, "Zhu Xiaowei, she's a high school classmate."
"By the way, she's currently working at the &am;am; Group headquarters."
Jun, the shepherd, raised an eyebrow slightly. "Zhu Xiaowei." He certainly didn't remember a small employee like that.
But...
"That girl who used to sign you in for class when we were in high school?" he said out of the blue.
But Qiao Bao'er froze, her expression stunned and her footsteps halted. "How did you know..."
How could he possibly know that Zhu Xiaowei used to frequently sign in for her, even an investigation wouldn't uncover such trivial matters.
Junzhi Mu's gaze toward her deepened. He said nothing more, striding forward.
The morning light streamed down, Qiao Baoer stood frozen, gazing at his straight and handsome back. In this instant, she felt that his figure seemed distant, as if she had seen it before but couldn't remember.
And her cell phone in her right hand was still ringing non-stop...
Pigpig wants to roll over: [ Qiao Bao'er, when will you introduce your husband to me? By the way, tell him I'm your best friend, and ask him to treat me to a meal.]
Qiao Bao'er simply sat down by the corridor and smiled back at her, saying, [You might have already met him.]
Pigpig wants to turn over: 【Does that mean I know you?】
Indestructible Treasure: 【I work at the same company as you. 】
Zhu Xiao Wei immediately got excited, 【He also works at the &am;am; Group headquarters. Remind him quickly, which department?】
Invincible Treasure: [Your top boss...]
Jo Baoer was just about to tease her when she suddenly noticed that she had received some new information last night.
She was a little surprised, “Sleeping Beauty?”
The other party sent her two short and strange messages around 10 pm last night.
<<<[Baby.]>>>
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"Am I close friends with him?"
This stranger's message is very strange. The tone sounds like... complaining? Whining?
Jo Baoer's fingers quickly typed out a few words, {Hello, are you my old classmate?}
Sleeping Beauty: [Yes.]
He replied almost instantly. Qiao Baoer was a little surprised, either he happened to open WeChat, or she suspected he had been waiting for something all along.
This was Qiao Bao'er's first time chatting with the "sleeping beauty" man. She recalled that several times before, when she posted on her Moments, this man almost replied immediately, which made her curious.
Wudi Dabao: {Who are you, what's your name? I'm sorry, I forgot.}
She typed this line with a candid and straightforward tone, not feeling anything was amiss.
But the man on the phone, looking at her message, gripped his phone, unconsciously tightening his grip.
He sat in the chair by the window, the morning light falling upon him, casting his handsome face even paler and bloodless. He suddenly furrowed his brows, his right hand clenching the armrest tightly, suppressing the pain coursing through his body.
He had endured so much pain in America for so many years, thinking he had gotten used to it, but now...
"Baby, did you really forget me?"
He had sapphire-blue eyes, deep and intense, but now they were dim and hollow, devoid of life.

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