Translator: Zayn_
During breakfast time, Jiang Xuyan pulled Tang Zinian along and had a very deep self-reflection. They also took on the responsibility of compensating the kitchen for the loss.
For this reason, the two of them had to listen to the program teamâs instructions and plant the seedlings for a day.
Zhao Yingnan wanted to bear the burden with them, but Song Qingyou stopped her.
âThis is a lesson for Teacher Jiang and the others.â Song Qingyou said, âItâs very dangerous for a pressure cooker to explode.â
What she meant was that if she did not teach them a lesson, they might do it again.
This was completely treating the two of them as brats.
âTeacher Jiang, weâre being treated like primary school students,â said Tang Zinian, feeling wronged.
âNo, primary school students might be more obedient and sensible than you.â
Jiang Xuyan also covered his heart dramatically. âGoddess, donât you love me anymore?â
Song Qingyou was speechless.
Ye Guiwan laughed out loud. âIf it were my grandma, she would have said, âHurry up and eat your food!â Canât rice shut your mouth?â
Jiang Xuyan snorted, âThen what do you think? Is Qingyou my grandmother?â
âYes.â
Everyone burst into laughter.
After a lively breakfast, Zhong Jiayin and Ye Guiwan insisted on going to the tea garden to pick tea leaves.
Ye Guiwan followed behind and whispered, âActually, Jiayinâs back was sore from picking tea leaves yesterday, and she even let me massage her for a long time at night⦠I didnât expect her to insist on going today!â
âShould we persuade Sister Jiayin to rest?â Zhao Yingnan hesitated.
âDonât!â Ye Guiwan raised her hand. âPlease donât! Jiayin really cares about her face. If I told anyone about this, she might beat me up in anger.â
Zhao Yingnan glanced at the camera behind her. âThis segment might be broadcastedâ¦â
Ye Guiwan smiled proudly. âHehe, it doesnât matter. 1â11 be out of town by then! She canât hit me!â
âIs that so?â Zhong Jiayinâs voice came from behind them.
âYeah-â
After Ye Guiwan answered, she realized that something was wrong.
Zhong Jiayin, who was supposed to be walking in front of them, had appeared behind them. They were only separated by a tea tree.
âSister Jiayin.â Zhao Yingnan was worried that the other party would be angry, so her voice became weaker.
However, Zhong Jiayin didnât look at her. She just stared at Ye Guiwan.
The latterâs eyes darted around. âWerenât you in front of us? Why did you suddenlyâ¦â
âOf course, itâs because the tea leaves over there have all been picked.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
As Zhong Jiayin spoke, she grabbed a few tea leaves and threw them into her basket.
Ye Guiwan laughed dryly. âYou used so much force. Those who didnât know better would think that you were trying to twist my head off.â
âI did have that thought,â Zhong Jiayin said with a fake smile.
âDonât come over!â
Ye Guiwan ran away.
Zhong Jiayin had expected this and immediately followed.
Thus, the two of them started a chase in the tea garden.
From time to time, there would be a few shouts of âThe famous movie queen wants to kill someoneâ.
Zhao Yingnan looked at the two of them in a daze and said to Shu Ling, âI never knew that they got along like this in private.â
âMe too.â Shu Ling nodded. âI didnât expect Sister Wan to be so lively.â
In her early years, Ye Guiwan had always acted in sad scenes, and several crying scenes were even recorded in acting lessons. She didnât expect her personality to be so⦠vibrant.
For the rest of the day, everyone split into three groups and busied themselves with work.
It was still Song Qingyouâs lunch.
Ye Guiwan and Zhong Jiayin left White Tea Village at three oâclock in the afternoon.
The two of them came together, so they naturally left together.
Zhong Jiayin didnât expect to see a familiar car nearby.
Zhong Jiayin took out her phone and looked up a photo.
The license plate number in the photo was exactly the same as the one she was seeing now.
Zhong Jiayin patted her car window. âStop the car.â
âJiayin?â Ye Guiwan was puzzled.
âIâll go buy a bottle of water.â
The car was currently in the town where White Tea Village was located. There were shops on the side of the street.
Zhong Jiayin ignored her assistant and Ye Guiwan. She put on a mask and went straight to the car parked at the entrance of the shop. She knocked on the window on the side where Ye Guiwan couldnât see.
âAssistant Fang.â She wasnât surprised to see the person in the car. âI thought I was mistaken. I didnât expect it to really be you.â
âMiss Zhong.â Fang Yan replied helplessly.
âWhy is Assistant Fang here? Could it be that Mr. Jiang is here too?â
âMr. Jiang is resting in the back. If Ms. Zhong wants to see Mr. Jiang, Iâm afraid itâs not the right time.â
âIs President Jiang here to see Song Qingyou?â Zhong Jiayin asked in a low voice.
It was impossible for them to come to such a remote place to discuss business.
Fang Yan could only smile politely.
This was equivalent to silently acknowledging Zhong Jiayinâs guess.
She hummed in agreement. âI understand.â
If it was just a guess before, she would have guessed that Song Qingyou and Jiang Zhihan had a special relationship.
But now, her guess had become a reality.
For someone like Jiang Zhihan to come to this place during working hours, he must have deep feelings for Song Qingyou.
It seemed that the marriage that the Zhong family had been looking forward to was gone.
Zhong Jiayin waved her hand casually and left after saying goodbye to Fang Yan.
Ye Guiwan opened the car door for her. âWhereâs the water?â
âI didnât buy it. I donât want to drink it anymore.â
âWhatâs wrong with you? You look so serious the moment you come back. Are you feeling unwell?â
âIâm thinking that Song Qingyou sent us away with just a few dishes. Itâs not worth it. If we get invited to a show like this in the future, we must make things difficult for her.â
Ye Guiwan pouted. âWhy are you suddenly saying this? Did Qingyou offend you?â
âYes.â
If she kidnapped the person she wanted to marry, wouldnât she be provoking her?
After all, without Song Qingyou, a business marriage⦠She would have still had a chance.
As soon as Zhong Jiayin left, Fang Yan told Jiang Zhihan.
It was Jiang Zhihanâs own fault.
After he followed Song Qingyou downstairs, he didnât touch the tablet again.
So, when the cat in the back of the car turned back into Jiang Zhihan, Fang Yan didnât get any further instructions from his boss and was forced to stay in White Tea Village for half a day.
Fang Yan sent a message and received a response very quickly.
Jiang Zhihan replied, [As long as she doesnât leak the news, we donât have to worry about her.]
[Okay, but Miss Zhong might have misunderstood your relationship with Miss Songâ¦]
Jiang Zhihan replied, [Itâs not a misunderstanding.]
Fang Yan stared at these words and suddenly felt like he had expected it.
It wasnât in vain that he had guessed for so long. Song Qingyou was indeed the future wife of the CEO.
On the other side, Jiang Zhihan, who was familiar with uninstalling the V-Messenger, was thinking about how to make Zhong Jiayin promise not to leak her findings.
He remembered that Zhong Jiayin had dragged Qingyou into a group related to him.
Even though he really wanted to let everyone misunderstand his relationship with Song Qingyou, so that no one would covet her, Song Qingyou was a public figure, and what he did was equivalent to ruining her career. It was too selfish.
Moreover, she did not know that he was Zhizhiâ¦
It was better to plan slowly..