BaNovel Chapter 397 An Jingwei, be my boyfriend
Chapter 397 An Jingwei, be my boyfriend
Zhao Yilan drove a BMW and quietly arrived at Niutou Village, Xiushan County.
The prosperity and grand scenery in front of her shocked her.
Is this really the Niutou Village she knew?
Every household has built a new house with different styles. There is an open parking lot at the entrance of the village. A clean and smooth cement road leads directly to the end of the village. Both sides of the cement road are filled with flowers.
There are farmhouses or B&Bs everywhere in the village, with patches of vegetable fields preserved in between.
All kinds of tourists are walking along the road, eating and drinking in the farmhouse, or planting and picking vegetables in the vegetable field. Everything is full of life.
When she walked to Anjia Farm, she was completely shocked by the scene inside the sightseeing fence.
After two years of absence, has Anjia Farm become so big?
You can't see the edge at a glance, and you can visually estimate that there are hundreds of acres.
The hills in the distance are equally lush and full of life.
At this moment, while she was shocked, she felt proud.
This is Jingwei's ability.
From the moment she met Jingwei, she knew that Jingwei would one day become famous and create a big career.
And the great cause he has created now is more amazing than she imagined.
She wanted to buy a ticket to visit the farm, but the farm could only accommodate a maximum of 500 people a day. Today's tickets had already been booked, so she couldn't get in.
She had no choice but to drive to the neighboring village, planning to sneak into Anjia Farm from the neighboring village.
After arriving at the neighboring village, she was surprised again.
The neighboring villages have also completely changed. Many fields and barren hills have been merged into Anjia Farm, where organic vegetables and fruits are grown, native chickens and ducks are raised, and many villagers work for Anjia Farm.
Such a farm is managed by dedicated personnel, and she cannot sneak into it casually.
Fortunately, the environment and housing in the village were much better than before, and there were also many B&Bs and farmhouses. Seeing that it was getting late, she went down to the B&B in the village.
Because she couldn't sleep well, she woke up at dawn the next morning.
After a quick breakfast, she gave the aunt at the B&B a few hundred yuan and asked her to take her to Anjia Farm to have a look.
The aunt collected the money and immediately found a work card and handed it to her: "My daughter-in-law is planting flowers at Anjia Farm. You put on the work card, pick up a load of flowers to plant in Anjia Farm, and just walk towards the place where there are flowers. No one will ask."
"Also, you can't dress so well when you go to do farm work. Just wear these old clothes from my house."
Zhao Yilan is used to wearing famous brands.
Now asking her to wear the old clothes of a peasant woman was simply a form of torture.
However, for the sake of An Jingwei, she still gritted her teeth and put on the old clothes of a peasant woman, put on a straw hat and a mask, picked up the not very heavy load of flower seeds, stepped into Anjia Farm from the entrance of the neighboring village, and headed towards Anjia Walk in the direction of the old house.
As she walked, she said in her heart: "Jingwei, I am a beautiful woman with a net worth of hundreds of millions, and I endure such hardship for you. This is my sincerity."
"This time, whether it is one year, two years, three years, or five years, I will not give up until you accept me again."
She walked for nearly an hour before arriving 200 meters away from An's old house.
And such a long distance also gave her a new understanding of An Jingwei's career.
What kind of status and identity will An Jingwei, who owns such a large farm, have?
I really can't give up on him...
She hid behind a flower bush, pretending to be pruning the branches, but actually took out a small telescope to observe An's old house.
Fences were also set up around An's old house. The entrance to the flower ramp said "Private residence, no visitors allowed." There was also an electronic access control, so she couldn't get in.
However, she noticed that a new small building was built behind the An family's old house and many flowers were planted, and she couldn't help but feel curious.
She quietly moved to the rose bushes in front of her and saw clearly what kind of place it was. She was so amazed that she couldn't look away.
What a beautiful flower ramp!
What a beautiful European-style building!
If Anjia's old house and the flower ramp in front of its door reveal a simple, unsophisticated, ancient poetry-like flavor that reflects the joys and sorrows of the years, this new flower ramp and the new white building look young, Elegant and refined, it reveals the romance and tenderness of the occupants.
Was this created by... Jing Wei?
Must be.
Only Jingwei can have such taste, romance and persistence.
And this new flower ramp and white building will be her and Jingwei's love nest...
With fantasy, she looked through the telescope and slowly moved up the slope of new flowers.
Sunflowers, tulips, daisies, dandelions, cosmos, marigolds, roses... they are also low-growing flowers and plants that are easy to grow, and there are many beautiful succulents.
She liked it very much.
Suddenly, an elegant and charming figure came into her eyes.
Her heart was beating so hard that she almost screamed.
Jiyue?
Why is Ji Yue here?
Ji Yue was wearing a flowing white dress, with long hair hanging down, and her bare feet were stepping on the slope made of white marble. She looked like a goddess in Greek mythology. She had just woken up from a wonderful night, wearing a The gentle morning light strolls among the flowers, heading towards... her lover.
At the end of the flower ramp, stood a handsome and elegant man.
Zhao Yilan almost screamed.
Jingwei?
Why is Jingwei there too?
He was also barefoot, wearing white casual clothes with Chinese button-downs, his hands casually put in his trouser pockets, looking at Ji Yue with a smile, his fresh hair fluttering slightly in the morning breeze.
Jing Wei seemed to have said something, and Ji Yue smiled and ran towards him, her whole body exuding a charming light.
What did he say that made Ji Yue shine so brightly?
Zhao Yilan was so anxious that she walked out of the rose bush regardless, trying to prevent her Jingwei from contacting Ji Yue.
"I said, I will plant a new ramp of flowers for you and build you a small building." This is what An Jingwei said, "Take a look, do you like it?"
"I like it!" Ji Yue said loudly, opened her arms and ran towards him. Her voice was so loud that she wanted to tell the world, "I like it very much!"
"I have never loved a road or a house so much in my life!"
She looked at the sparkling An Jingwei and shouted uncontrollably and joyfully: "An Jingwei, I'm in love with you!"
"Be my boyfriend!"
"Be Jiyue's only and forever boyfriend!"
When Zhao Yilan heard Ji Yue's confession, she felt cold all over her body for a moment, and all her blood seemed to freeze at this moment.
"No." An Jingwei looked at Ji Yue who was flying over and shook his head seriously.
Ji Yue's smile froze when she heard this, and she almost stopped breathing.
But then, An Jingwei's voice sounded again: "I will not fall in love casually. If I want to fall in love, marriage must be the prerequisite. Do you accept it?"
At this moment, Ji Yue was resurrected and went to heaven.
"I do!" she shouted, "I do very much!"
"I want to be with An Jingwei forever!"
She threw herself into An Jingwei's arms, hugged him tightly, and kissed his lips.
Before she kissed An Jingwei's lips, her lips were already kissed.
"No!" Zhao Yilan screamed miserably and ran over frantically, trying to stop the two people from being together.
However, as soon as she screamed, she stumbled and her body hit the wall of roses.
it hurts……
The thorns of the rose pricked her exposed skin, causing her to fall to the ground in pain and unable to get up for a while.
She could only lie on the ground and watch An Jingwei and Ji Yue kiss like crazy, as if they would die if they let go of each other.
Strong jealousy and hatred surged up like a mountain.
"Damn Ji Yue, you dare to rob me of An Jingwei!" She doesn't hate An Jingwei, she only hates Ji Yue, she hates her to death, "This time, I will ruin your reputation and make you unable to stand up again!"
She took out her mobile phone, pointed it at the two people, zoomed in, and frantically took a long series of photos.
It wasn't until An Jingwei and Ji Yue walked into the small white building hugging each other that she put away her phone and said bitterly: "Let's see how you can clear your name this time!"
She lowered her head and looked at the scars and blood stains on her hands and feet caused by the rose pricks. As if she couldn't feel the pain, she pulled out the thorns one by one with her hands, and a low laugh came from her throat.
"Jingwei, every thorn I get and every drop of blood I shed are proof that I love you!"
"You are my only happiness and dream, and I will never let you go until I die."