The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Cheng Huan didn't know much about the luxury accessories of this world, but just by looking at the gems that can flash blindly on this bag and the people who gave gifts, they knew that things could not be cheap.

Although it looks pretty upstart, it sounds pretty good.

Cheng Huan likes furry things, and when she sees this bag, she likes it at first sight. Just thinking about the price, she doesn't dare to accept it.

Too expensive to afford.

Cheng Huan glanced away and looked away. She stared at Jiang Mingyuan's face, a little helpless: "Why do you think of giving something again?"

Jiang Mingyuan: "..." Of course the assistant said that girls like bags.

It's just that I can't say this. He observes Cheng Huan's expression and asks with some caution, "Don't you?"

"No."

"Do you like it?" Jiang Mingyuan looked a little embarrassed: "What do you like? I will give it to you."

"Farewell." Cheng Huan sighed, "You don't have to always think about giving something."

Naturally, the other party replied: "I am chasing you, so I have to behave a little bit."

Cheng Huan: "..."

Her eyes met, she blushed and looked away, "Oh", dryly: "But this is too expensive."

"Not expensive." The man approached, put the bag in her arms, stared down at the tip of the woman's powdered ears, and said domineeringly: "I can afford it. I can give you whatever you like."

The man was too close, and a very refreshing breath could be smelled. Cheng Huan’s face rose a little bit. She could no longer take care of the bag that was forced over, her mind was on the person next to her, and the air was warming up. , She stared at the man's approaching face, thinking wildly in her heart.

The bag tucked into her arms was not pushed out. Jiang Mingyuan sighed with relief, with a smile on his face. He looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes soft, and he lowered his head slightly, and moved closer.

Cheng Huan watched his face magnify in front of him, took a step back nervously, her heart beating faster and faster, her hands were back on the chopping board, her body tightened, her eyelashes trembled, and she wanted to refuse to return it. The taste of welcome.

"Don't move," the man whispered.

The blue veins on Cheng Huan's nervous neck came out, and she bit her lower lip: "Um, I..."

Jiang Mingyuan let out a "huh" and moved closer. He grew taller, and the breath of his breath hit Cheng Huan's forehead, and the small piece of skin he had made was grilling with fire.

"You have white hair on your head." Jiang Mingyuan's voice sounded above his head.

Cheng Huannao made up for the various kissing scenes in the idol drama. The kiss scenes in the idol drama were all in vain at this time. The breath that he held was poked a hole and completely dissipated. The blush on his face gradually faded. Got it."

"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan stretched out his hand and fiddled in her hair. The hair underneath was cold and soft, which made people love it. In places that Cheng Huan couldn't see, the man's eyes gradually darkened, and the speed of pulling his hair was comparable to slow motion. When he lowered his hand, he turned sideways, his lips rubbing against the woman's forehead.

Cheng Huan seemed to feel something, and raised his head slightly, but the person's face was still indifferent, and he put the white hair on her hand: "Okay."

"Um, oh." Cheng Huan squeezed the palm of her hand and twisted the hair around her fingers: "Well, I'm going to cook."

"Okay." The man did not stay any longer this time, nodded and went out.After he left, Cheng Huan raised his hand to caress his forehead, the blush on his face rose a little because of some speculation.

She curled the corners of her lips and looked at the bag in her arms, feeling a little worried.Touching the logo made of gems, Cheng Huan put the thing aside, calculating the available deposit in his mind, thinking about buying something for that person.

Think of it as a Spring Festival gift.

...

When eating in the morning, Xing Xing also saw the bag, and the little guy could finally reveal the secret he had held in his heart for a few days, so he couldn't wait to show his merits.

With a proud face, he drank porridge and said, "Mum, this is my choice. Isn't Bright Sparkle particularly beautiful?"

Cheng Huan: "...It's okay."

Although the logo above her least favorite is the logo, which is too conspicuous.

Xingxing did not hear the faint dislike in her words, but was proud of his own eyes. He puffed up his chest and snorted: "This is from my father, and I will give you the same from my mother!"

Cheng Huan had a headache and glanced at Jiang Mingyuan, who was watching from the other side.There is enough heating at home, the man is not wearing a jacket, his cuffs are untied and rolled up twice, revealing the smooth forearm muscles, full of hormonal smell, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, he smiles deeply at Cheng Huan, and then turns his head. Said to his son: "You may not have this chance."

The stars do not believe: "Why?"

"This bag is limited, and it's sold out now."

"But you didn't tell me before!" The little guy was very unconvinced.

"Really?" Jiang Mingyuan put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, some rascals: "Daddy didn't know before."

"Dad, you lied to me!"

Xingxing glared at his father with a grieved face, but the one being stared at made no response. He put down the bowl after eating, came over and touched his head, and kissed his son: "Dad Go to work, listen to my mother at home."

Then he straightened up, faced Cheng Huan, and said goodbye.

Cheng Huan: "...bye."

Because of what happened in the morning, Jiang Mingyuan didn't send it to him when he was out. He didn't care about it, he was in a good mood, and offered Qi Shan a bonus.

He maintained this good mood for several days, until the twenty-fifth of the twelfth lunar month.

As the Spring Festival is approaching, the company's hearts and minds are floating. Some employees who are far away have taken leave and go home in advance, while the rest are looking forward to the annual meeting, year-end awards, and planning how the Spring Festival should be spent.

Jiang Mingyuan also has a plan for this. He will return to his hometown to worship his ancestors on the thirtieth day of the year. Generally, he can only come back in the second grade. From the third grade to the eighth grade, he has four days of free time at work, enough to go out and play.He has already decided on the place, and the schedule has been arranged, trying to make them have fun.

Then at this time, he received a call from Gu Mingli, saying that he was not at home this year.

The equity change of the shipping company in country M has not yet been completed, but Jiang Xudong has already passed, saying that he is familiar with the environment there.

Jiang Mingyuan knew that Jiang Xudong was gone, and she would not stay in the country for long, but she didn't expect it to be so fast, and she didn't even want to wait for the New Year!His lips pressed into a straight line, his good mood was ruined by a single sentence, and he asked in a cold voice, "Don't you wait until the grave for his father on New Year's Eve?"

The custom here is that they have to worship their ancestors before they eat New Year’s Eve dinner.

However, Gu Mingli waited for more than 30 years, and finally had the opportunity to be with her sweetheart. How could she continue to waste time?And to be honest, she was a little guilty about her emotional derailment, and she did not dare to see her dead husband.

"I have already worshipped your father." Actually no, but Gu Mingli said nothing. The voice from the phone was a bit weak. She coughed slightly and said to the son over there: "Mom doesn't want this time either. Go, I also want to have a reunion year for the mother and child, but you also know how bad the air will be during the Spring Festival. The doctor said that my body can't stand it, and I should go to recuperation as soon as possible, and I can't drag it."

Hearing these words, Jiang Mingyuan's expression became colder and colder. There was a mocking sneer on his face, and his voice seemed to be mixed with ice: "I see, I have something to accompany you during the New Year. I wish you a speedy recovery."

"It's okay, you can do well in the country." Gu Mingli didn't dare let him go with him. He was overjoyed and said a bunch of words showing the affection between mother and child.

Jiang Mingyuan heard a lot of her talk, his expression did not fluctuate, he drank his saliva, and called her when the other party finished talking and was about to hang up: "Mom, I hope you won't regret it."

Gu Mingli keenly caught a trace of danger from it, and asked suspiciously: "What do you mean."

"It's not interesting, I still have business, you are busy."

After speaking, he hung up.

In the villa over there, Gu Mingli, who was hung up, was a little worried. She held her mobile phone and turned back and forth in the living room of the villa.The sun was shining outside, but the wind was still bitterly chilly. Gu Mingli was shivered by the blow. She walked a few steps and closed the door. She reached out and touched her face. The skin on her face was still smooth and tender, but the muscles underneath her skin. But it has become loose, she is no longer young.

She has been so obsessed in her life. After more than 30 years, how can she shrink back when she is about to succeed?The son just said a word, she and Yu Pan are like this?

Gu Mingli continued to build herself up, and finally succeeded in persuading herself. She called a nanny out loud and ordered her to pack her luggage.

The next day, Jiang Mingyuan was told that Gu Mingli had gone abroad. She emptied most of her belongings, and all her deposits were exchanged for country M's currency. Obviously, she planned not to return.

"I see." Jiang Mingyuan's voice was faint, and he couldn't see the anger of yesterday. He put down the phone, and then contacted another person: "The person has arrived, just follow what I said before."

"it is good."

...

The annual meeting of Jiang’s headquarters is scheduled for the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. It includes the largest banquet hall in the super five-star hotel in S City. The annual meeting starts at six o'clock, dinner plus performances and lottery draws, and it will end around 11 o'clock.

Family members can be brought to the annual meeting. Jiang Mingyuan invited Cheng Huan to go over and was rejected a few days ago. Today, he did not give up and asked again.

"No more." Cheng Huan hesitated or shook his head: "My identity is not suitable."

"You just need to change to a suitable identity." Jiang Mingyuan bent over and approached, propping up the back of the sofa with one hand, with a serious look on his handsome face: "Now the Civil Affairs Bureau has not been on holiday, and there is still time to go through the formalities."

"No more!" Hearing this, Cheng Huan was stunned for a moment before reacting to her face and shrank to the corner with a burst of red, and waved her hand in a jealousy.

I haven't fallen in love yet, it's too scary to skip to the marriage step!

Seeing her refusal in such a hurry, Jiang Mingyuan's eyes flashed with disappointment. He straightened his back, rubbed his hands on her hair, and handed himself the steps: "I'm kidding."