The fake daughter is crazy about her waistcoat and leads her whole family into a wealthy family

Chapter 219 Romance in the Snow

An Jingwei saw Ji Yue so happy: "Wait a minute."

He went upstairs and took a light green landscape painting oil paper umbrella down, and put it on Ji Yue's head: "Let's go."

"Ah, I really like this kind of oil-paper umbrella. It's antique and very poetic." Seeing that she liked it every time, Ji Yue took An Jingwei's arm almost naturally and said, "Let's go."

Then her body stiffened slightly.

What are you doing?

She was holding someone's arm like this, and it felt like something...

She wanted to pull her arm back, but An Jingwei looked normal and didn't seem to realize what she had done. If she reacted too much, it would feel like "there is no 300 taels of silver here"...

Forget it.

There are no outsiders here, so she must be calm and open-minded.

So the two held an umbrella together and walked out of the house together.

Crew members who were checking equipment and test shots on the playground: "..."

Although they are used to seeing these two people getting close, are they too close today?

The director's eyes widened when he saw it, and he was so excited that he patted his thigh: "Hurry up, use the telephoto lens to take pictures of their backs."

The photographer is already very experienced.

As long as Ji Yue is with An Jingwei, she is in particularly good condition. Her expressions are natural and vivid, and there is a very lively charm between her eyebrows. Her face is also particularly photogenic and contagious, and can withstand high-definition lenses and close-ups. Picky.

Without being reminded by the director, he had already pointed the professional camera at the backs of the two people.

But he didn't get close, let alone take a picture of An Jingwei's face.

An Jingwei still prefers to appear on camera, but he doesn't care about showing his back or the distant view.

The two of them walked through the vegetable fields.

Although it is winter, there are still many vegetables planted in the vegetable field.

These vegetables are covered with white antifreeze films and include taro, asparagus, potatoes, radishes, Chinese cabbage, etc.

There are several greenhouses built not far away, where tomatoes, leeks, garlic sprouts, lettuce, spinach, etc. are grown.

Ji Yue feels happy every day when she sees these dishes. She feels like these dishes, full of vitality and greenery.

Then her body stiffened slightly.

She's good... food?

She shook her head, decisively getting rid of this thought, and asked An Jingwei her daily question: "What are you going to eat tonight?"

She raised her head slightly, with an expectant look on her face, exactly like the look of a hungry child shouting "What are we going to eat tonight" after school?

An Jingwei wanted to laugh when he saw it: "Whatever you want to eat, I will make it."

Ji Yue immediately said impatiently: "Hot pot! I want to eat hot pot!"

An Jingwei nodded: "Okay, you can pick whatever you want to eat."

Ji Yue immediately squatted down and stretched out her claws towards the white radish that grew the best: "Pull the radish! I want to pull the radish! The watery white radish!"

She actually didn't like eating white radish before because she thought it was a bit bitter and had no other taste.

But the radishes grown by An's family are particularly delicious. They don't have that faint bitter taste, but only have a faint sweetness. They are the best in the world when used to make soup or hot pot.

She is also good at vegetables now, and she can tell at a glance that this radish is the best growing and has the sweetest taste.

An Jingwei bent down and took her hand: "Put on another pair of gloves."

He took out a pair of plastic gloves from his pocket and said, "Put them on."

Ji Yue wore thin velvet gloves on her hands, but these plastic gloves were relatively large and could be worn on her thin velvet gloves.

She smiled, put on the gloves, and happily dug up the soil and pulled out radishes.

An Jingwei stood beside her holding an umbrella. He did not help her pull out the radishes, but just watched her pull them out.

After Ji Yue pulled out the radish, she looked left and right and saw that there was nothing to put it in, so she patted the dirt off the radish and stuffed it into An Jingwei's coat pocket.

An Jingwei: "..."

She is happy.

After Ji Yue pulled another white radish, she held his hand and said, "Let's go to the greenhouse to pull leeks, uh, cut leeks, and make a leek box to eat tonight."

More than 200 meters away from them, Zhao Yilan hid behind a few large bare trees, holding a telescope and looking at them with hatred and jealousy.

The Chinese New Year is coming up in a few days, why is that woman still here?

The two of them were holding hands, holding an umbrella together, and going to the vegetable field to pick vegetables. It was dazzling to watch.

She didn't understand. What was so good about that thin woman?

Not as good as the little goblin who lives in the mountainside garden...

A gust of cold wind blew, carrying snowflakes and hitting her body.

She couldn't help shivering a few more times, and wrapped her fur coat tightly around her body.

I really want to go back to her more than 200 million Porsche to drink hot milk tea, or sit in An's old house and drink black tea brewed by An Jingwei with mountain spring water.

But if she showed up, An Jingwei would definitely drive her away.

But she was not willing to let her leave like this!

After all, it was really not easy for her to make this trip...

Her stepdaughter is a senior in high school this year, and her stepson is a freshman in junior high this year. Both of them are sleeping out. She has to prepare breakfast and dinner for them every day and help them with their homework to ensure that they maintain excellent grades.

These requirements were all written in the will left to her by the dead old man.

She must let her stepdaughter enter a good university and her stepson enter a key high school so that she can get the maximum amount of inheritance.

So starting from September, she had to stay in Xicheng to take care of her two children and had no time to come to An Jingwei.

It wasn't until the Chinese New Year was approaching and the two children went to their grandmother's house to celebrate the New Year that she had time to return to Nancheng and see An Jingwei and the two elderly people from the An family.

What made her depressed was that she had asked the villagers, and they all said that the two old people from Anjia had not returned to the village.

How could she dare to appear in front of An Jingwei without the two old men from the An family acting as "talismans" for her?

She could only leave the near for the far, ran to the neighboring village, and then started from the neighboring village, passed through a large rice field, then climbed over several desolate mountains, and then crossed a wasteland. It took nearly two hours to get here. Just to see An Jingwei.

As a result, what she saw was An Jingwei and that woman holding an umbrella and taking a romantic walk in the snow?

Her heart is about to break.

"I already have beauty and wealth, and my husband is dead. All I need is a good man!"

"I will never give up Jingwei no matter what!"

"Otherwise, what's the point of me enduring my nausea and serving the old man for so long?"

The more she thought about it, the more she hated the skinny woman, and secretly said in her heart: "I must find out where that woman came from, and find a way to find evidence or evidence against her to force her to leave Jingwei!"

She took out her telephoto phone worth tens of thousands of yuan, zoomed in on the woman's face, and took photos one after another.

As she looked at her, she couldn't help but say "Hey": "This woman looks familiar. Where have I seen her before?"

She thought about it over and over, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him.

Seeing that the snow was getting heavier and the temperature was getting lower and lower, she was too cold and couldn't bear it any longer, so she had to say in her heart: "Forget it, I'll take a few more photos while I have the opportunity to investigate that woman again when I have the opportunity."

She quickly took dozens of photos and left shivering.

Over there, after Ji Yue stuffed An Jingwei's pockets and arms with the vegetables she liked, she said with a smile: "I'm going to start filming, I'll leave these to you."

An Jingwei smiled and handed her the oil-paper umbrella: "I'm going to cook."

The director looked at An Jingwei's back and sighed: "What a good man. When he gets married in the future, he will definitely be a good husband."

He just said it casually.

However, Ji Yue's face turned red when she heard this, and she said quietly, "Director, I, I'm going to take my seat."