CEO Loves Sweetheart Fiercely

River night was sent to treatment, until the next night, Yu Zhengxi returned to the Yu house.

Jiang Rong also followed Yu Zhengxi and came back. Although she was suspicious of Jiang Rong, the object of the accident was Jiang Ye. She asked with concern, "how is your sister?"

"Brother Xi stayed with him for a day and a night, and finally recovered." Jiangrong's face is still a naive look, "thank you, sister Qing, thank you for returning brother Xi to my sister."

“……” Jiang Qingyuan shook her fist and said, "Jiangrong, are you You have a problem with me. "

Jiang Rong looked surprised. "Sister Qing, you think too much. I know. It was yesterday's incident that you misunderstood, right?"

Jiangrong continued, "don't be nervous. Brother Xi is only with her because of my sister's illness."

"Elevator phobia?"

"No, where did you hear that?"

"What is that?"

"Claustrophobia."

"Claustrophobia..." Jiang Qingyuan subconsciously repeated what flashed in her mind. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Rong. "I ask you, your sister once told me that there was an incident when she was a child. At that time, she didn't tell me the details of the incident. But I guess the claustrophobia is related to that thing, right?"

Jiang Rong didn't expect that her sister would mention it to Jiang Qingyuan, but she soon came to her senses and said, "yes."

"I see."

Pondering over Jiang Qingyuan's face, she did not expect the frustration and disappointment, which made Jiang Rong a little reluctant, "are you not jealous?"

"Jealousy? Why? "

Jiang Qingyuan asked such a rhetorical question, but Jiang Rong could not answer it.

Jiang Qingyuan smiles. "The past belongs to death, and the future belongs to myself. I will not pursue the past. I only believe in the present and cherish the present."

Seeing Jiang Qingyuan go far away, Jiang Rong hits the wall with a fist, "Jiang Qingyuan Ah

After Jiang Ye's affair came to an end, one day, Jiang Rong went to Jiang Qingyuan directly. Jiang Qingyuan had just finished work and was taken to the greenhouse by Jiang Rong.

"Sister Qing, let you see a good thing!"

Jiangrong takes Jiang Qingyuan to a flower field that looks like it has just been planted for a long time.

"Guess what's next?"

"Tomatoes?" Jiang Qingyuan thought that Jiang Rong would eat tomatoes every day, so she said.

"Sweat, this is the greenhouse garden."

"It's a flower." Jiang Qingyuan scratched her head. "I don't know anything except what I eat."

"Come on, let's see one thing first." Jiangrong did not know where to change out of a pot of flowers, "look, this is the kind of plant."

On top of a blue and white glazed flowerpot, there stands a beautiful flower.

It is about half a meter high, smooth and glabrous, with alternate leaves. The leaves are in the shape of broad eggs, with irregular undulate sparsely toothed edges and long stalks. Veins sparsely pubescent. The flower is single, five lobed and double. The Corolla is funnel-shaped, as large as a sea bowl. The tube is light green and the upper part is white. The corolla band is from outside to inside, from shallow to deep.

"Pretty?"

"What kind of flower is this?"

"Purple Mandala."

"Beautiful name."

"Ha ha." Jiang Rong teased the petals and said, "actually, I'm looking for a black Mandala, but it's a pity..."

Because she couldn't answer, Jiang Qingyuan pretended not to hear.

"Sister Qing, are you free? I have to find a helper, but the maids and sister-in-law have something to do

Jiang Qingyuan thought of sharing a room with Jiang Rong, but she finally agreed. It should be her illusion that Jiangrong is just a girl.

In fact, Jiang Rong only planted a small plot of land, but she insisted on helping to take care of the other plants, which greatly increased Jiang Qingyuan's workload. After a day's hard work, she no longer had the strength to cope with Yu Zhengxi.

"Don't be so tired."

"I'm moving. Just enjoy it."

Enjoy a P! Jiang Qingyuan blew up her hair and pushed Yu Zhengxi out of the door, "Article 3 of the agreement!"

"Bang!" The door closed in front of Yu Zhengxi.

Tut, why? He is busier than the president.

"Article 3 of the agreement?" Yu Zhengxi didn't notice that Jiangrong had been standing beside her for a long time. "What are you?"

"Well, Rongrong, you haven't slept yet?"

"No. Brother Xi, do you like sister Qing

"Children don't ask if there are any of these. Go to bed." Yu Zhengxi didn't care about the tunnel, so he turned around and went downstairs.

"Children?" Looking at Yu Zhengxi's back, Jiang Rong lowered her eyes. After that, they could not have been like children.

Jiang Rong's memory goes back to her childhood. In that year, their two sisters and parents died. It was Yu Zhengxi's parents who took them in. She still remembers that Mrs. Yu was a gentle and elegant mother, sitting on a cane chair, wearing a sweater and smiling at them. When Yu's father came back every day, he would always bring some small gifts. In their eyes, Yu's family was regarded as the only one It's a real home, but one day, it was destroyed.Yu's father was covered with blood, his mother's shrill screams and desperate eyes, and her narrow closet.

The three of them are in the closet, watching the whole violence.

Then everything changed.

After that, Xi brother changed, and her sister volunteered to receive special training in the training camp, vowing to protect the Yu family, and she was protected by them. But is it really protected? Let her have the best living conditions, carefree, but the nightmare has never stopped.

Never stopped.

They are all the same. After the elevator incident, Jiang Rong was sure that the nightmare had been engraved into their blood and would never end.

Only in this way, in this way, no one can separate them, and she will not allow anyone to intervene in them!

……

"Xiaoqing, Qiying and I are going shopping today. Would you like to join us?"

Women are born with a strange passion for shopping. Even the immortals who come from the world are hard to escape. When Jiang Qingyuan heard this invitation, she almost agreed, but "No, I'm going to get rid of insects today."

"Disinfestation?" Mu Qingchuan said, "when did you change your career? Why don't I know? "

"No Jiang Qingyuan told the story.

"Oh, well, who is Jiang Rong? I haven't heard of you before. "

"She is the younger sister of Jiang ye, or Yu Zhengxi's childhood sweetheart."

"Childhood sweetheart?" Mu Qingchuan elongated the voice, meaningful tunnel, "I smell the smell of JQ."

Jiang Qingyuan only thought it funny, "OK, you go to play."

"No, I think your side is more interesting."

"Ah?"

"I've decided!" Mu Qingchuan laughed at the thief, "I'm going to watch the live broadcast of JQ."

Sometimes, Jiang Qingyuan really wants to open Mu Qingchuan's head and take a look at the internal structure. It is clear that there are also a pair of eyes, a nose, a mouth and two ears, but mu Qingchuan's way of thinking is very strange.

Looking at the heavily armed man in front of him, Jiang Rong jerked his mouth and said, "excuse me, is this?"

Jiang Qingyuan really wants to get rid of the relationship with Mu Qingchuan. Mu Qingchuan's face hidden behind the gas mask has already started to smile. She introduces herself and says, "Hello, I'm Mu Qingchuan, a friend of Jiang Qingyuan."

"Well, hello."

Soon, Jiang Qingyuan began to regret that she should not have been allowed to come. "Qingchuan, you should go to the Guinness world record. Maybe you can be rated as the world's first destructive maniac."

Mu Qingchuan, with a guilty smile, looked at the flowers next to him, and then looked at the flowers that had not yet sprouted. He asked, "well, what flowers do you plant?"

"Purple Datura. A beautiful name, isn't it? "

"Oh, it's purple Mandala..." Mu Qingchuan pauses, suddenly grabs Jiang Qingyuan's arm, "what flower do you say?"

"Purple Mandala What's the matter? "

"It's strange, how can you grow this kind of flower?" Murmured Mu Qingchuan.

"What's wrong with this flower?"

"Not really." Mu Qingchuan rarely frowned seriously, "do you know what the flower language of this kind of flower is? It's terror. "

"Terror? But it looks beautiful. "

"Hum, you've heard of it? Flower language is a symbolic meaning given by people according to the characteristics, habits and legends of flowers. The reason why purple Datura has this kind of flower language is that although it looks beautiful, its whole body is full of poison. If planted in a large area, it will paralyze people's nerves and cause great harm to people's body and mind over time. "

"Pa pa" applause sounded, Jiangrong did not know when they had stood behind them, "ha ha, that's very good, you have a lot of research on flowers."

Mu Qingchuan frowned and held Jiang Qingyuan's hand, which was sweating slightly.

Jiang Qingyuan opened her mouth first, "well, since this kind of flower is so dangerous, it's better not to plant it."

"Don't plant it? Are you kidding, sister Qing, have you forgotten our efforts these days

"But..."

"Don't worry, if you are worried, you can wear that ridiculous set of equipment like your friends, and there's nothing to worry about, right?"

Jiang Qingyuan grabs Mu Qingchuan and Mu Qingchuan bites his lips. It's true that this girl is not as complicated as she looks on the surface. If she didn't come here by chance today

Mu Qingchuan said to Jiang Qingyuan, "I'll go back first."

"Qingchuan, she is just a child..."

Mu Qingchuan pulled the corners of his mouth, "I don't blame her, give me a ride."

Jiangrong's sight has been following two people to leave, the green leaves in her fingers, crushed into pieces.

"Qingchuan..."

"Xiaoqing...""Say it first."

"Xiaoqing, be careful of that girl. She's not easy."

"Actually, I want to ask you how you feel." Jiang Qingyuan thought about it, and finally told Mu Qingchuan what had happened these days.

"She's definitely for you." Mu Qingchuan frowned, as expected, that kind of faint acuteness is not an illusion.

"But why?" Jiang Qingyuan doesn't understand. Aren't they getting along well these days?

Mu Qingchuan sighed, put his mask on her head, and then laughed, "you are really a pig's head."

“……”

"Just think about it carefully. It's not that she likes Yu Zhengxi, or she wants to help her sister."

"Is that so?" Jiang Qingyuan's heart sank a little. Has all these days been disguised?

"Anyway, stay away from her in the future. As you have said, she is studying abroad, so she can't stay here for a long time. Seeing that she is a child, I think that if I stay away from her, there should be nothing wrong."

"Well." Jiang Qingyuan nodded. Now, it can only be like this.

But soon, Jiang Qingyuan regretted her carelessness.