100% pampering wife: See you on Monday, the wealthy husband

"Xiaochen, I did it!" Wen Xin said foolishly.

"Thank you for bringing me here. I seem to have found the lost past. Although they are hazy, I often dream of some of the same scenes in my dreams. I don't know what they are, but they are all miracles that I have never heard or seen. Xiaochen, I brought the trophy today too. It is so beautiful. It has the names of previous winners engraved on it. Now we have our names on it too. I am sorry that you didn’t pull me into the dance floor with your own hands. Although They all said that the person who replaced you is A Biao, but I know who he is! Even if I close my eyes, I can still distinguish his breath."

Wenxin gently placed the trophy on the green grass.

"I don't know where your mother was buried, but I promised you to show your mother the trophy. I think people will always be buried in peace. Auntie, have you seen it?"

The green grass was rustled by the wind, sitting warmly and quietly beside the trophy.

"Girl, what are you doing here?"

A beautiful voice sounded, Wen Xin slowly turned her head to look, it was a peasant woman, she was wearing a red and black plaid headscarf, and a shepherd's robe, her plump body was completely different from the sickly beauty of Chinese women.

"You can speak Chinese?" Wen Xin was a little surprised.

"I am a servant of the ranch next to me. I remember that the hostess here was a Chinese long ago. I learned Chinese from her." The shepherd's rosy face was plain and transparent, which made Wenxin feel warm in his heart.

"Can you help me see what it says?" Wenxin took out the newspaper from her pocket.

"This is our official daily newspaper!" The shepherd immediately became energetic when he saw the headline.

"Oh, it said that the Blackpool competition had just ended, but the central nervous system of the Dance Association was attacked by hackers, and a lot of valuable video data was lost." Although the woman's Chinese was not standard, she expressed the meaning clearly enough.

"Really? What else!" Wen Xin asked eagerly.

"Girl, what do you want to know?" The woman tilted her head innocently and smiled to herself.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore, I understand what I want." Wen Xin picked up the trophy, "Thank you."

"Are you leaving?" The woman suddenly shouted loudly, "Be careful of getting lost!"

"I'm not afraid!" Wen Xin smiled slightly, "Some roads have to be walked by yourself, even if you have to stumble!"

Seeing her wading into the wheat field alone, the peasant woman stood there indifferently, motionless. After a long time, she finally took off her scarf and played with it in her hand.

"Come out!"

With a rustling sound behind him, Bell emerged from the wheat field.

"My queen!" Bell stepped forward quickly, knelt down on one leg, raised his head, took one of the woman's hands, and put it on his lips and kissed lightly, "Why are you here? I can see you here. It is a great honor!"

The woman stretched out her other hand and patted Bell's cheek lightly, "You are really capable! Come on, read to me what is written in this newspaper!"

Bell stood up slowly, gently took the newspaper, frowning quickly, "I'm sorry for this!"

"Hmph! Don't think that I don't know what you've done! You better wake up to me, your wings are still a little tender if you want to fly out of my cage!"

The woman's words were very soft and soft. Those who don't understand Russian felt that she seemed to be thinking about the man in front of her for a long time, but Bell felt a cold sweat down his spine after hearing this.