Chu Ci was sitting in the SUV and heard the conversation between Jiang Hexi and his brother. He laughed so hard that his stomach hurt and he lay on the steering wheel for a long time, unable to get up.

Yan Jie put the New Year's goods into the trunk, opened the car door and got in.

Chu Ci immediately stopped laughing and pretended to understand nothing:

"Why did your cousin leave without saying hello to you?"

"Didn't you hear everything?"

"What did you hear?"

Chu Ci took off his headphones and looked back at him blankly, "I was sitting in the car listening to music with my headphones on, and I didn't hear anything."

Yan Jie kicked the back of the seat, "Then why are you laughing? I can hear your laughter through the car door."

Chu Ci's disguise was seen through by him, so he simply gave up pretending.

"Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you've been chasing after your cousin's wife for two seasons of a farming variety show, but why haven't you gotten her yet? Why are you always being led by her by the nose?"

"Who said I didn't get her?"

"Then you should bring her home and give me a big red envelope for the New Year."

"Just wait, you will definitely get a bonus."

Yan Jie took one last look at the stone courtyard outside the car window, then retracted his gaze and said, "Drive back."

After Jiang Hexi returned to his villa in Shenzhen and Hong Kong, he locked himself in the study to write his speech.

Ms. Zhou opened the study door and brought a cheongsam over for her to try on:

"Ah Xi, this moon-white cheongsam really shows off your skin tone. Try it on and show me."

Jiang Hexi looked up from the computer and condemned her for not knocking: "Mom, I'm writing a speech, don't disturb me."

"When will you finish writing this speech? Come over and try on this cheongsam. The Suzhou master is still waiting for you to modify the style."

"No, I can't afford to delay my speech for even a moment."

Seeing that she was so uncooperative, Ms. Zhou turned stern and assumed a dignified attitude:

"You don't listen to me, do you? Come over here and try on the cheongsam."

"No try." Jiang Hexi replied very firmly.

Ms. Zhou looked at her in surprise. Before she could show her power, she heard her proudly say:

"Do you know where I'm going to give this speech?"

"Isn't it just a domestic agricultural product exhibition?"

"It's an international agricultural and food conference. I have to go to the Swiss headquarters and give my speech in English."

Ms. Zhou seemed to think this conference was very important, and then asked, "How many people will speak?"

Jiang Hexi said more and more proudly:

"There were representatives from 13 countries around the world giving speeches. I was the only new farmer representative from China and I had to stand on the stage and give a keynote speech."

Ms. Zhou never expected that she would be so successful and would be able to speak abroad as a typical representative.

Jiang Hexi finally asked her, "Do you still want me to try the cheongsam?"

"It's already this late, why are you still trying on a cheongsam? Just concentrate on writing the manuscript, and mom won't bother you anymore."

Ms. Zhou quietly left the study, and before leaving, she thoughtfully closed the door for her.

Jiang Hexi wrote his speech word by word.

A moment later, there was a light knock on the door, and Ms. Zhou came in with milk and a fruit platter and placed them gently on the desk.

Jiang Hexi glanced at her slightly and asked her silently: What does this mean?

Ms. Zhou explained, "Writing is stressful, so drink a cup of hot milk to replenish your body. Sitting for a long time can make you tired, so eat some fruit to relieve your mood."

Jiang Hexi accepted her kindness with a serious face and sent her away, saying, "You can leave now."

Ms. Zhou did not dare to delay her from writing and left quietly.

Jiang Hexi picked up a plum with a fork, took a bite and it was crunchy. He thought it was pretty good.

She spent two days writing the manuscript at home and acted like an emperor at home for two days.

The whole family took turns to serve her. She enjoyed this unprecedented treatment very much, and the speech she wrote was particularly smooth and fluent.

On the day of her official speech, she wore a white shirt and black trousers, and spoke eloquently from the podium in front of representatives and media from all over the world.

She made a summary report of her experiences that year, talking about the "fighting chickens" flying overhead on the mountain, the village bully Li Youtian who was angered after fishing in the wrong pond, and the thousand acres of wheat fields that were flooded.

It was clearly a humorous speech, but by the end it moved most people's eyes to tears, so much so that when she bowed and left the stage, the applause from the audience lasted for a long time.

Jiang Hexi came out of the huge conference room and stood outside to take a breath.

The experience was so profound, as if it happened just yesterday, but she had turned the page on it.

She looked at the flowers and plants in the sky garden and gradually became absent-minded.

Until she heard the sound of a camera shooting continuously from behind, she turned her head slightly and met the pair of deep eyes looking at her, and exclaimed in surprise:

"How did you come?"

"I came to hear your speech."

Yan Jie put away the camera and said to her happily, "Then I missed you."

Jiang Hexi rushed over and gave him a big hug:

"Why didn't you tell me in advance? That way, when I was giving a speech on stage, I would have looked in your direction and given you a special close-up."

“I don’t want a close-up.”

Yan Jie held her tightly in his arms. She could feel the muscles in his arms tense up, welding her tightly like an iron wall.

It's obvious what he wants.

Jiang Hexi asked in a muffled voice: "Where do you live?"

Yan Jie said in a hoarse voice, "The presidential suite upstairs in the hotel."

The two took the elevator upstairs and entered the presidential suite together.

Yan Jie especially likes to kiss Jiang Hexi's lips.

He was like a dry well, always able to draw sweetness from her mouth.

He used all kinds of methods to entangle her, grind her, and kiss her until her breathing was cut off and her cheeks turned red, but he still refused to let her go ferociously.

"My phone... my phone... is ringing—"

Yan Jie held her and sat her on his lap, drowning out her voice in one gulp; the sound of kisses lingered on the sofa.

After a brief pause, the cell phone rang again.

Jiang Hexi turned her head to avoid his kiss, and stroked his hair soothingly, saying:

"Honey...it should be my mom calling. She won't be relieved if she can't hear my voice."

"Tell Auntie you'll be back the day after tomorrow."

Yan Jie pressed his forehead against hers, looked at her with deep desire and said, "Otherwise, don't even think about answering this call."

Jiang Hexi picked up the phone with slightly trembling hands. Although the speaker was not turned on, the sound of the conversation could be clearly heard in the living room.

"Mom, things here haven't been dealt with yet. I can't go back for two days."

"There is a theme exhibition at the back. I thought since I'm here and this is a rare opportunity, I might as well finish the exhibition before leaving."

"Don't worry, I will be careful and keep you posted. Someone is looking for me here, we'll talk later."

Before Jiang Hexi had time to hang up the phone, she heard him ask quietly, "Are you done?" She was so scared that her fingers trembled and she immediately hung up the phone.

Without waiting for her to reply, Yan Jie lowered his head and held her lips, kissing her uncontrollably.

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