The rich wife is addicted to escape

He asked himself that he hadn't done anything excessive, why did Su Jiarui make such a appearance instead?Or is it that she got too much now and is already tired of his existence?

Thinking of this, Chen Cheng's face also darkened a little, thinking that from birth to now, many people worshiped him, and his eyes and actions could make many people happy for a long time. Never been treated so disrespectfully.

Looking at Chen Cheng's expression, Su Jiarui knew that what she had done just now was indeed a little too much, but it was probably because the scene in her dream was too real and too exciting, which caused her to be like a frightened bird now, even Chen Cheng's touch would be Feel inexplicably afraid.

Because she knew that what Suru in the dream said was not wrong, everything in front of her eyes should have belonged to Suru.

Because of an episode just now, the atmosphere between the two of them was a little awkward along the way.

Soon, they arrived at that door. It wasn't until they walked in that Su Jiarui realized that the door in front of him was more than three meters high, and it looked very imposing.

"This is?"

Su Jiarui was a little dazed. She knew that in the land of Yuncheng, Chen Cheng could build skyscrapers on a piece of open space with just a wave of his hand, but now this is just an empty suburb, and Chen Cheng brought her here , What is it for?

"Do you like flowers?"

Facing Su Jiarui's question, Chen Chengfei not only did not answer, but instead threw another question to her.

Chen Cheng was already upset just now, now Su Jiarui had no choice but to answer honestly.

"It should be regarded as liking, after all, they are beautiful, aren't they?"

Chen Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, rubbed his fingers in his coat pocket for a moment, and said with a smile, "Then what flower do you like best?"

flower?Su Jiarui smiled lightly, and for some reason, a pure white appeared in front of his eyes.

It was the color that ran through her childhood.

"Actually, I don't have any flowers that I particularly like, but the one that impresses me the most is probably the jasmine flower?"

Speaking of this, Su Jiarui smiled wryly, because jasmine was her mother's favorite flower during her lifetime.

She was born in a remote town in the south of the Yangtze River. Since she was a child, her mother has been taking care of her. After she grew up, she vaguely understood some gossip from other people.

She has no father, she's just a bastard.

At that time, the children in the township didn't know whether to say it was naive or vicious. In short, at a young age, she was forced to hear all kinds of unbearable conjectures and accusations from others. Whenever she ran to her mother crying Every day, my mother would always smile and pat her on the head, and take her to see the fragrant jasmine in the pot on the window sill.

At that time, the family was so poor that sometimes the clothes were torn and there was no needle and thread to mend them, but even so, my mother bought a pot of jasmine flowers with the money she earned from hard work on the farm.

Although she did think that the potted flower looked good and smelled good, but whenever she was hungry, she felt that the potted flower was more annoying than the biting watchdog tied to someone's door.

She still remembers that her mother often told herself at that time that people should not only look at the things they hate, but also occasionally look at the things they like, so that they have the courage to live.

At that time, she was still young and didn't know, but it was not until later, when she grew up, that she realized that the daily life of her mother at that time was probably more painful than her.

After all, when those people say ugly words, they want to poke people's backs and scold them. What's more, they are orphans and widows. They don't have a man who stands up to the sky in their families, so they are the best targets to be bullied in the eyes of others.

But whenever my mother came home wearing stars and wearing moons, she never complained to her, always with a smile on her face, talking about what she had gained today.

But in the end, it was the children of poor families who were in charge of the family early, and she had already learned to read other people's faces at a young age.

At that time, she was always envious of other friends who had an omnipotent father who could go to heaven and earth, but in their house, if the stool broke, she didn't know who to ask to fix it.

But even so, she dared not ask her mother about her father. Her mother always said that her father worked in a big city far away and would come back one day to pick them up and live a good life. But such a lie, in the end , so that she never even thought of asking.

Because every time I say this sentence, my mother's eyes are full of loss and helplessness that cannot be concealed.

Whenever her mother was fascinated by the blooming or decaying jasmine flowers on the windowsill, Su Jiarui knew that it was when her mother felt hopeless in life, so she would always change her ways to make her mother happy at that time.

But who knows, in the end, mother still left her calmly.

She finally met her father as she wished, but this man was not at all what her mother said. He brought himself into a big house, but he never gave her the warmth of a father's love.

So for jasmine, she can't say she likes it, but she can't say she hates it, it's just because her mother has a vague obsession with this kind of flower.

"Then I think you'll like it."

After Chen Cheng finished speaking, he took the lead in pushing open the hollow door in front of him, and what Su Jiarui saw was a two-story white house.

Through the transparent glass outside, Su Jiarui had already glimpsed what was going on inside.

It was a huge flower house, and the outside of the flower house had already been decorated with roses as a spectacular wall of roses. The breeze blew in with a refreshing aroma.

Maybe these plants really have the power to heal people's hearts. For some reason, the dark cloud that was originally pressing on Su Jiarui's chest was miraculously blown away because of everything in front of him.

The corner of her mouth curled into a faint smile. Although the climate of Yuncheng is very suitable for growing these flowers and plants, but looking at Yuncheng, I am afraid that this one in front of me is the only one built by Chen Cheng.

Just thinking about this level of significance made Su Jiarui extremely excited for a moment.

This was Chen Cheng's gift to her.

Above the flower wall composed of roses, twisted and twisted wisterias are staggered to form a pure natural roof, so everything in front of you is a natural atmosphere.

In Chen Cheng's eyes, it was rare for Su Jiarui to be unable to hide his emotions. In the past, no matter what happened, whether it was framing her or torturing her, she always stared at a pair of unyielding eyes, but now, Chen Chengming clearly In her eyes, she saw surprises overflowing.

It seems that flowers are always a woman's best friend.

Thinking of this, Chen Cheng couldn't help but curled his lips into a smile, and said, "What are you doing standing at the door, why don't you go in and have a look?"

While talking, Chen Cheng stretched out his hand and handed over a key to Su Jiarui's palm. Su Jiarui was stunned for a moment, until the familiar temperature on her palm still disappeared with the wind, and she realized it in a daze.

"This is a gift from me to you."

Chen Cheng's voice was rare and gentle, Su Jiarui looked at the small key in his hand, and his heart was turbulent.

Therefore, Chen Cheng planned to give her the scene in front of him, which was like a scene in a fairy tale.

"This is for me?"

Su Jiarui didn't know what kind of expression she should use to face all this at this moment, so as not to appear reserved.

She knew that according to Chen Cheng's ability, it would be easy to buy any building, but the greenhouse in front of her was different.

Flowers are the most delicate plants, and they can bloom freely only if they are taken care of calmly. At the same time, she knows how much manpower and material resources are needed to build such a large-scale greenhouse. She often deals with design.

Although I'm afraid Chen Cheng didn't personally participate too much in everything here, but it can be called a miracle that he can build such a beautiful garden with such a heart.

After all, he is Chen Cheng, even if he doesn't speak, there will be people who want to get close to his man.

And such a proud son of heaven has prepared such a beautiful garden for himself.

As far as the rose wall and wisteria roof outside are concerned, it is obviously not a product of casual perfunctory, and indeed, it can be called a surprise.

Chen Cheng looked at Su Jiarui's expression, and suddenly felt that the effort of the previous period was not in vain after all.

"No one but you."

It has to be mentioned that although Chen Cheng's style of acting has always been arbitrary, it has to be said that Su Jiarui can also taste a sense of single-mindedness from his words.

Su Jiarui nodded, and under Chen Cheng's gaze, he held the key and opened the greenhouse in front of him.

As soon as he opened the door, Su Jiarui was almost astonished to the point that he thought maybe he hadn't woken up from that dream.

Because everything in front of me is too beautiful to be real.

On the roof are wisterias just like the outside. Their branches hang down, forming a naturally formed curtain. There are all kinds of famous or unknown flowers blooming around, some of which are still in the state of budding. Some have already bloomed, and they are full of vitality.

"Like it?"

Surrounded by the scent of flowers, Su Jiarui was still instinctive, and immediately smelled the scent of the mountain spring coming from behind him, as if this smell had already penetrated into the marrow of his bones and became an instinct.

Chen Cheng gently embraced Su Jiarui from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, with a smile on his lips.

"Would you like to be the hostess here?"

Two questions in a row seemed to make Su Jiarui feel like she was dancing on the clouds, and how could she have all the love of the men around her.

Immersed in this atmosphere, which woman can say no calmly?

"Thank you, I like everything here."