After a flash marriage, I found out that my husband is a billionaire CEO

Does your future include me?

Shu Yan was startled and looked at him in astonishment.

Their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still for a short time.

Does she have him in her future?

I never had it, and I never dared to hope for it.

However, fate tied them together inexplicably, and she began to fantasize.

But he never found out, which made her feel lost and disappointed.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Ji Lingchuan turned his eyes back to the front, but said nonchalantly: "Even if you don't want to, there is nothing you can do. We have a contract, unless you can find a way to terminate the contract."

Shu Yan: "..."

The two sat for a while, and about twenty minutes later, the "chunk" sound of the motorcycle came again.

But this time it came from the direction down the mountain.

Shu Yan and Ji Lingchuan followed the sound and saw Song Pucun and Uncle Ji driving up on a motorcycle each.

"Mr. Ji, Xiao Shu! Long wait!" Song Pucun waved to them after stopping.

Shu Yan was the first to walk towards them. Ji Lingchuan also got up, but walked up to Song Pucun and said, "I'll drive this car."

Song Pucun was very surprised, "So Mr. Ji can also drive a motorcycle?"

Shu Yan expressed doubts. If someone is used to driving four wheels, how can he get used to driving two wheels?

But Ji Lingchuan had already taken the key from Song Pucun and climbed onto the motorcycle skillfully.

"Shu Yan, come up." He turned to her and said.

Just as Shu Yan was about to get on the back seat, he added, "Sit in front."

"Ah?" She looked at the position in front of him, which was just a little wider.

Ji Lingchuan moved a little and said, "The mountain road is steep. I'm afraid I'll throw you out. Sit in front and be safe."

Song Pucun immediately understood the meaning and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, riding a motorcycle is very bumpy. Xiaoshu, please sit in front! Just sit sideways. It's too bumpy and it's not good for pregnant women."

Uncle Ji heard it and exclaimed: "What, Xiaoshu, are you pregnant?"

Song Pucun looked at him in surprise, "Old Ji, this is not your house..."

Speaking of this, Song Pucun immediately shut up because he could already feel Ji Lingchuan's heavy low pressure.

Uncle Ji also glared at him!

Shu Yan was embarrassed because she explained to Song Pucun that the child was Ji Minghao's.

However, she didn't tell Uncle Ji or her adoptive father about her pregnancy.

If this happens suddenly...

"You haven't come up yet, do you want to go down by yourself?" Ji Lingchuan pretended not to hear, and just urged him again.

Shu Yan had no choice but to walk forward and sit sideways in front of him.

"Hold tight."

He picked up the helmet hanging on the handlebar, put it on his head, and gave a reminder.

Shu Yan had never been on a motorcycle before, so he didn't know how it would shake, so he just moved a little closer to him.

This motorcycle was an older model, and the fuel tank in the front was not very prominent. Ji Lingchuan was tall and had long legs, so she didn't feel uncomfortable sitting like this.

Soon, Song Pucun and Uncle Ji's car led the way, and Ji Lingchuan followed behind, slowly accelerating.

The road was easy to walk at first, but as we approached the bottom of the mountain, it gradually became bumpy.

"There is a landslide ahead, Mr. Ji, be careful! The wheels can easily slip!" Song Pucun turned around and shouted.

"Hold tight!" Ji Lingchuan reminded again, while also holding the front of the car tightly.

Shu Yan got closer to him and heard his strong heartbeat, "bang bang, bang bang," mixed with his own heartbeat and rising and falling with the bumps of the car.

And where her buttocks were close to each other, even through several layers of cloth, she seemed to be able to feel his subtle changes.

This made her blush even more, but she couldn't move away.

Suddenly, the front wheel seemed to hit a stone, causing the entire car body to tilt up, and the rear wheel almost skidded!

Shu Yan was startled and subconsciously hugged his waist tightly!

Ji Lingchuan reacted quickly. He immediately stabilized the front of the car and stepped directly on the ground with his long legs, thus avoiding the danger of overturning!

Until the car drove back to the flat road, Shu Yan didn't come back to his senses. His hands were still tightly clamped on his waist, and he broke into a cold sweat!

Ji Lingchuan lowered his eyes and glanced at her, seeing that her little head was almost buried in his clothes, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised where she couldn't see.

"Mr. Ji, my old cousin's house is in front of you!" Song Pucun pointed with his finger.

Ji Lingchuan nodded, jumped up a gear and surpassed them.

Shu Yan felt the whistling sound of wind in her ears, and her hair was messed up by the wind coming from the front.

And a man's mind is a generous haven. No matter how strong the wind is, she doesn't feel cold. In fact, she feels like it's getting hotter and hotter...

"arrive."

Finally, Ji Lingchuan stepped on the emergency brake, lowered his head, and took off his helmet.

Uncle Ji and Song Pucun followed behind and stopped. Song Pucun's relatives came out to greet them. The first thing they said was, "Are these a couple?"

Shu Yan suddenly came back to his senses and let go of his hands from Ji Lingchuan's waist!

Ji Lingchuan's lips were still curved and he looked at her with a serious look.

But it was Bai Sisi who had just come out of the house who answered the relative, "Don't talk nonsense! He is my fiancé! That woman is his secretary!"

The relative's eyes widened, and then he looked towards Song Pucun as if seeking confirmation.

Song Pucun nodded helplessly, "This is our distinguished guest today, Mr. Ji Lingchuan, the president of Ji's Group. Our tea factory's rations for the next three years will depend on this Mr. Ji."

Upon hearing this, the relatives immediately became respectful, bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. Ji! Welcome to my humble home!"

Ji Lingchuan hung his helmet back on the handlebar and stepped out of the car.

Shu Yan also jumped down and raised his hand to straighten his messy hair.

Bai Sisi stepped forward to take Ji Lingchuan's arm, but he cleverly avoided it.

"Lingchuan..." Bai Sisi looked at him aggrievedly, but it was hard to complain in front of others.

Song Pucun came over to invite enthusiastically, "Mr. Ji, please! We are ready for lunch, come in and eat!"

Ji Lingchuan stepped in.

The houses in this village are different from the farmhouses near the airport. They are relatively small and only have two floors.

However, every household will surround a yard with mud bricks in front of the door. The kitchen is built in a corner of the yard, with walls and tiles built to block the wind, and old-fashioned firewood is used for cooking.

Shu Yan smelled a scent as soon as he entered the room, and it was very familiar. It was a light scent of tea.

"Uncle Song, is there tea at your relative's house?" she couldn't help but ask.

Song Pucun nodded, "Not only do I have it, I made it myself."

"Who did it?" Shu Yan was curious.

The relative immediately replied after hearing this: "It's my mother! She also planted tea trees in the back mountain."

Song Pucun echoed: "It's just a few plants, they don't make a difference, they don't make a difference!"

The further he walked in, the more Shu Yan discovered that in a storage room on the first floor, the shelves were filled with tea. Bamboo baskets containing tea are neatly placed on the ground. I can't count how many there are, but at first glance, there should be about twenty baskets.

Shu Yan became more and more excited, so much so that she didn't realize when Ji Lingchuan stopped ahead.

Then, she dove in and stepped on his shoe!