Her Unscrupulous CEO

Jiang Xinwei shook her head and bravely said, "I can pass."

Xiang Qinghao immediately passed by first. As soon as he passed, he turned and faced the girl opposite, ready to protect her at all times.

Jiang Xinwei took a deep breath and carefully walked towards the man opposite.

In front of him and pulled by his hand, Jiang Xinwei was firmly held in the man's arms. When she was still in shock, a warm kiss fell on her forehead.

Jiang Xinwei's pretty face turned red again. Along the way, two people naturally came back hand in hand. Back in the village, a lot of children came. Jiang Xinwei also brought a lot of snacks this time. She distributed them to the children. Looking at the simple and lovely faces, it really fell behind here, and some children even had shoes

They are all broken.

Jiang Xinwei really loves them. When she leaves, she wants their address and name. When she goes back, she can send them some money every year.

Lunch is a homely dish. Everything here is very farm. The dishes, fish and meat are from the village. There is no need to worry about any pollution.

After lunch, Xiang Qinghao took the initiative to talk to the village head. There are also things he is interested in.

Jiang Xinwei was in the lounge on the second floor of the Inn and exported the photos taken. She appreciated them one by one. Naturally, she also saw the men's photos she secretly took, as well as her own.

Looking at Xiang Qinghao's self in the photo, she held her chin and couldn't help appreciating it. After guiding the photo out, Jiang Xinwei took out her own picture book and began to create seriously according to some of her own inspiration.

The first painting in her pen is naturally the color of the starry sky last night. Her hand is like being kissed by an angel.

Each line is so beautiful and full of fashion.

In a twinkling of an eye, Jiang Xinwei drew more than a dozen sketches.

After clearing her mind, she really felt more about the things she drew. Moreover, here, she found a lot of colors, pure colors of nature.

Jiang Xinwei carefully painted. The hostess of the inn brought her fresh fruits, including plums and peaches just picked from the tree.

Jiang Xinwei smiled gratefully, "thank you."

The landlady looked at her and sincerely praised her, "Miss Jiang, you are really more beautiful than a star! I haven't seen a real star yet, but when I see you, I know that the star is probably not as good as you."

After hearing this, Jiang Xinwei raised her eyebrows and smiled, "thank you for your praise."

"If you need anything, just call me."

"OK!" Jiang Xinwei nodded. Xiang Qinghao, the distinguished young master, is sitting under a big tree like a giant umbrella, surrounded by four or five centenarians. You and I are talking about some dialects. The village head has been outside, seen and understood

mandarin.

As a translator of Xiang Qinghao, he is interviewing this group of elderly people. These elderly people also share their daily lifestyle and some herbs they will use to nourish themselves and treat diseases.

Xiang Qinghao holds a pen and a book. Sometimes, he sends some important information. It happens that he is also very interested in traditional Chinese medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine has miraculous effects on some difficult and miscellaneous diseases that cannot be solved by western medicine.

Xiang Qinghao's existence also made some unmarried girls in the village hide far away and secretly look at him because he looks so good.

The young men here, even if they have good-looking ones, don't have the natural dignity of Xiang Qinghao.

However, these girls also know that this handsome man has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend is also very beautiful. Standing with him is a beautiful woman!

When Jiang Xinwei finished drawing the manuscript, she felt that she had been sitting for too long. She planned to come down and walk. She also took a camera everywhere and took a picture of local customs.

When she came to a group of eight or nine year old children, they all accepted her cookies and liked her very much.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xinwei looked at some strange lines drawn on the ground.

"We're playing games!" said a teenage girl who had dropped out of school and brought her brother and sister home.

Jiang Xinwei looked at her age and was still at home. She asked curiously, "why didn't you go to school!"

"Our family is far from school. My family has no money to go to school. My brother and sister need me to take care of them."

Jiang Xinwei sighed and advised her, "you still need to go to school, so that your future life will become different."

The little girl nodded vaguely. A little girl next to her came forward and pulled her clothes, "sister, can you play with us?"

How can Jiang Xinwei refuse such a naive and lovely face? Although the little girl's body was dirty and her hands were black, her eyes were as pure as water without miscellaneous stains.

"OK! You teach me how to play!" Jiang Xinwei joined their game with a smile.

After a while, Jiang Xinwei understood the rules of play. She also played well. It turned out that the children in the mountains also had their own games!

Xiang Qinghao came back from chatting with the village head. When he heard the familiar girl's laughter in the nearby yard, he immediately stepped over.

She saw Jiang Xinwei playing games with the children under a tree in the evening sunset. The innocent smile on her face naturally integrated with the children in the mountains.

"Miss Jiang is really beautiful and lovely. She looks like a kind and good girl!" the village head exclaimed.

Xiang Qinghao grinned and refused to comment on the praise of the village head.

He lives to the present, only she is the one he wants most.

Jiang Xinwei found Xiang Qinghao and the village head standing behind her. She smiled goodbye to the children and walked towards them.

"Have a good time?" Xiang Qinghao looked at her with a thin sweat on her forehead and asked with a smile.

"Fun, a game I haven't played since I was a child." Jiang Xinwei bent her lips and smiled.

The village head sent them back to the inn all the way before leaving. The kitchen here greeted them well, and tonight's dinner was even richer.

The chicken, duck and fish are all ready, and there are some delicious rice wine. The wine taste is not strong, but also very sweet. The warm smell of wine makes Jiang Xinwei can't help asking for a cup of wine.

Xiang Qinghao even likes it. It seems that this rice wine belongs to the same grade as his precious red wine.

Jiang Xinwei was very full and satisfied. After eating, she sat on the balcony on the second floor, blowing the wind, enjoying the stars and moonlight, and experiencing a different scenery from the city.

Here, there is no noisy crowd or dazzling neon color. There is only pure natural customs.

Their hearts were baptized with peace. Jiang Xinwei gave Xiang Qinghao his first draft.

Xiang Qinghao also saw her design. His eyes brightened and praised, "you will become the best designer in the future."

Jiang Xinwei's eyes also showed a trace of desire, "I will strive to realize my dream." Xiang Qinghao's eyes also smiled. In the future, he will become her most powerful backing.