Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

Lan Qing said she would go back and take both children with her. She was not at ease. LAN Jingyi stayed in the garden alone. The garden of the Jiang family's old house was very large, with flowers and trees.

Clearly she was willing to come, and clearly wanted to hook him once, but at this moment, her heart was confused again. She walked vaguely on the path in the garden, broke a grass and held it in her mouth. A bitter taste covered her tongue, just like the relationship between her and him now. It was particularly unclear.

Walking, LAN Jingyi stopped. She was attracted by a small piece of purple lavender in front of her.

The lilac flowers, illuminated by the street lamp not far away, seem to be moistened with a mist, which is particularly beautiful.

LAN Jingyi bent down and sniffed the little flower. It was really fragrant.

In my mind, I flashed the RV painted with large pieces of lavender that Jiang Junyue took her in France. The scenes were as unreal as a dream.

At that time, he brought her one surprise after another. The most beautiful thing was the moment when the Eiffel Tower suddenly lit up. It was too beautiful. It was her unspeakable beauty. In this way, recalling the happy time with Jiang Junyue, she really had no reason to believe that he didn't have her in his heart.

A little flower fell at her feet, picked it up and put it in her palm. The purple intoxicated her like a dream. Did he like lavender like this?

It turned out that men can like lavender like this. She thought only women would like such flowers like this.

beautiful.

"Hello." behind him, a man's voice suddenly sounded, attracting LAN Jingyi's conditioned turn, "are you..."

"Oh, I'm the gardener here. Are you miss LAN?" the old man looked at her kindly. "I've heard that you gave birth to two children to the young master for a long time. Miss LAN, you're at odds with the young master?"

LAN Jingyi pursed her lips. How come all the servants of the Jiang family knew about her and Jiang Junyue? She really didn't know how to answer.

It seems that the answer has been realized from her silence. The old man said to himself: "The young master has been lonely for several years. I really don't want him to be lonely. Miss LAN, if the young master doesn't have you in his heart, he will never accept you. I haven't seen the young master smile from his heart since Miss Yin left until you appeared. Ha ha, the young master planted this lavender for Miss Yin. Miss Yin's favorite flower is lavender, but in recent years, only Except for the last few days, he never came back to take care of the flowers. I've left them all to the old man. I don't know what's going on with the young master, but I can feel the heaviness in his heart. He must have encountered some difficulties. Therefore, he came here to play with these flowers and plants to kill his sadness... " The old man talked and talked, and his eyes were obviously worried about Jiang Junyue.

"Uncle Chen..." a few steps outside suddenly came a low drink. Uncle Chen turned his head and swept towards Jiang Junyue, neither angry nor angry. "Ha ha, the young master has come. You see, there is some grass over there, which must be pulled out, otherwise it will affect the growth of the flower."

With Chen Bo's gesture, Jiang Junyue walked to the place where weeds grew. He bent over and went to pull weeds. He was dressed in a smoke gray casual suit at home and looked handsome in his laziness. Even if he pulled weeds, his posture was absolutely elegant. It was like a picture, which made LAN Jingyi just look at him quietly, and he couldn't move his eyes anymore.

But at the bottom of my heart, it is a feeling of pain through my heart.

It turned out that this piece of lavender was planted by him for Yin Qingrou.

Is that the beautiful and sweet girl on the bedside table in his bedroom?

In his heart, has he always only loved that girl?

Therefore, he has to keep this piece of lavender all the time just for Yin Qingrou to like.

Suddenly, LAN Jingyi was depressed. She was really not sure whether the man had a place in his heart.

"Qinqinnao, go and have a look." he was standing in front of the flowers and looking at him in a daze. Suddenly, the man said to her in a deep voice, but he didn't turn his head to look at her.

LAN Jingyi turned and ran into the villa. She was even more confused in her heart. If she could, she would rather not know the reason for the existence of lavender. She would rather she didn't see the beautiful flowers, and what Jiang Jun looked like when he took care of the flowers.

That's not for her.

That's to miss another woman.

"Yi Yi, what's the matter with you? What's wrong?" seeing her out of her mind, Lanqing reached out and stroked her forehead. "It's not hot. Maybe you haven't had a good rest these days. Go to bed early. You can rest assured that your mother is here to take care of Qin Qin and Zhuang."

"Mom..." Lan Jingyi choked in her throat. She really didn't know what to say.

"Go ahead, go to bed early and be obedient. Your body is your capital."

LAN Jingyi really doesn't have any thoughts, and her brain doesn't think like the machine has crashed. She just occasionally flashes one fragment after another. It's all unclear. That's the picture of Jiang Junyue and Yin Qingrou snuggling next to lavender.

Did he buy the French RV for Yin Qingrou?

Her room was the same room she stayed in last time. Lanqing was arranged to sleep with xiaoqinqin next door. Xiaozhuangzhuang was still taken by the nanny.

LAN Jingyi entered the bathroom like a wandering soul. The warm water poured down and washed her body. Water droplets splashed on the wall of the mirror, making the mirror no longer clear and blurred. She couldn't see her body and face clearly. Would she still implement the "beauty trick" tonight?

I don't know how long it took to wash. It was so long that she felt that her skin was going to peel off that she walked into the room with a full body of red and water droplets.

The curtains covered the room tightly. LAN Jingyi didn't wear clothes and didn't need any clothes to turn on the warm enough heating.

On the bed were placed the funny little underwear she bought on the road when she came, as well as the pajamas, silky translucent cloth. She looked at it like that. She hesitated to wear it to see him.

Put it on, look at it first, and then decide whether to implement your plan.

Tore off the label, put on the bra, and then put on the small underwear. The black underwear lined her skin with extra white, as if it had coagulated a layer of fat, with a seductive luster.

This is the first time LAN Jingyi wore such a color since she remembered. When she stood in front of the fitting mirror in the wardrobe, she was even amazed at herself in the mirror. Suddenly, LAN Jingyi had self-confidence. In fact, her figure was not bad. Why should she be afraid of the woman who doesn't know where she is now?

Yin Qingrou is gone. She should believe in her charm. Otherwise, Jiang Junyue wouldn't have pestered her like that.

At this thought, the whole person suddenly became bright. She went to get her pajamas and put them on her. In the translucent pajamas, the black bra loomed. The picture, tut Tut, even she looked at it, she felt like she wanted to spit blood.

She didn't believe that Jiang Junyue would not react when she saw such a person. She pulled the hem of her pajamas. LAN Jingyi turned around quickly. When she stopped like a bird, she had decided that everything would follow the original plan. Jiang Junyue, who let him provoke her before, so he couldn't escape from her palm.

Put on a coat and went into the balcony. In the garden, the man was still among the lavender flowers. He didn't know whether he was pulling grass or fertilizing. In short, he was busy.

She looked at his figure foolishly, turning around in her eyes. Her sight followed him wherever he went.

What do you think? They are so beautiful.

How long will it take him to do that?

Originally, I thought those flowers were very beautiful, but now, somehow, because he planted them for Yin Qingrou, she looked at them and they were no longer beautiful. Forgive her, she is such a silly little woman. Her mood has really been affected by the man's every move, which is a completely uncontrollable influence.

The night is getting deeper and deeper. It's nearly early in the morning. Jiang Junyue still tirelessly stays among the lavender flowers. His original confidence is fading with his every move.

"Young master, go back and go to bed quickly. My old bone is going to sleep too. I'll take care of the same flowers tomorrow." Uncle Chen urged Jiang Junyue. I really don't know what's wrong with young master. Although he often comes to take care of these flowers recently, he has never been so long, which makes him frown.

Jiang Jun raised his eyes slightly. In the afterglow of the corner of his eyes, the petite figure on the balcony is still there. He has stayed among the flowers for so long. Does she still not give up?

She was still looking at him from a distance.

What kind of ruthlessness does he have to show to make her believe that he abandoned her?

LAN Jingyi, why do you bother?

It's past midnight.

He doesn't love himself, but he loves her. If he doesn't sleep, won't she go to sleep?

Isn't it hard enough to take care of children?

After all, she still couldn't bear to stand in a corner of the balcony and spend this inch of time with him.

Jiang Junyue straightened up slowly. He picked a flower and put it in a vase in the room. Or, it's good to let her die.

Seeing Jiang Junyue walking gradually towards the villa with a flower, LAN Jingyi turned quickly. She ran to the door and opened a small gap. Her ears had stood up. The man should not have gone up the stairs, but he really wanted to come up.

A moment's decision really can't be delayed any more. No matter how much position Yin Qingrou occupies in his heart, she wants to try her position in his mind. She opens the door and quickly gets into Jiang Junyue's room. Everything she has lived in his room is the same as before, even the mirror frame on the bedside table is still there, Is the woman in the picture Yin Qingrou?