The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

Cheng Huan expressed support for his son's new dream: "You have to work hard, my dear, snipers always choose those who are particularly powerful."

"I'm also very powerful." Xingxing boasted unashamedly.

Cheng Huan: "..."

There was no signal on the plane. Some people started to sleep after eating, and some people were talking quietly.

Cheng Huan and the others had a predestined relationship with Lao Liu's family, and they were very easy to get along with. After boasting about his heroic past, Lao Liu talked about business matters with Jiang Mingyuan.

After Lao Liu was discharged from the army, he was not assigned a job, so he took his retired comrades to plant navel oranges in a barren mountain. After more than ten years, the contiguous barren hills were filled with fruits, and Lao Liu became a well-known fruit king. , fruits are exported to foreign countries.

Lao Liu has countless things to say about the story of his own business. Jiang Mingyuan and he have many common topics in this regard. He also started from scratch when he was young. The two of them were so invested in the conversation that they seemed to regret meeting each other late.

Amid hushed conversations, the plane landed at Yong'an Island Airport.

Yongan Island is the largest island in this area, with an area of ​​300,000 square kilometers. The scenery is also good, and there are many coconut trees.

The two families got along well and had the same purpose, so they arranged to play together. Cheng Huan completed the formalities and pushed two oversized suitcases out. Next to him, Jiang Mingyuan held his sleeping son in one hand and was still carrying luggage in the other. box.

Yong'an Island Airport is very close to the seaside. You can get to the seaside port by taking the airport bus in ten minutes after getting off the plane.

A cruise ship had already docked at the port. The cruise ship was very high, with a visual inspection of sixty or seventy meters above the waterline. Jiang Mingyuan took Cheng Huan up and was greeted by several waiters who respectfully called "Mr. Jiang" and answered. He passed the luggage in their hands and led them up.

The cruise ship has a total of sixteen floors. Jiang Mingyuan booked a room on the top floor. Old Liu's family was on the tenth floor. The two families separated midway and made an appointment to meet tomorrow.

When they reached the top floor, the waiter handed them two room cards, opened the door, put their luggage in, and waited respectfully.

"You guys go out first." Jiang Mingyuan waved the person away, walked into the room, put Xingxing on the bed, took off his shoes, and covered him with a quilt.

This room was a suite with a living room, bedroom, study room and bathroom. Cheng Huan went in and looked around, and was shocked by the bathtub in the bathroom that could be used for swimming.

Is this the life of rich people?

Her heart trembled, feeling that this trip was very different from what she had imagined.

"Child, please sleep with me tonight. When he wakes up, I will help him take a bath. You are tired too, so go to bed early." Jiang Mingyuan settled his son, walked over and said, "It takes eight hours to get to Red Coral Island from here, go and take a nap." Sleep, you’ll be there when you wake up tomorrow.”

He came closer, and the light softened the sharpness of his face, making it extremely soft: "Let's go, I'll take you to your room."

Cheng Huan looked at his face and nodded blankly: "Okay."

Cheng Huan's room was just next door. The styles of the two rooms were very different. Jiang Mingyuan's room was more simple, but this room had a medieval style. The wall lamps on the wall gave off a dull light, and the decorative murals were also scary.

Cheng Huan was timid and didn't like this look very much, so he wanted to change rooms with Jiang Mingyuan.

"us……"

As soon as he said the beginning, Jiang Mingyuan found the switch with his finger, and with a "pop" sound, the originally dark and gloomy room suddenly became bright.

It felt scary when he couldn't see clearly. When he could see clearly, Cheng Huan realized how grand this room was.

Directly opposite the door is a living room, which looks like ten square meters, with a very high ceiling. The roof is carved with complex patterns, which looks like a group of angels. The angels have six wings, are pure white, and are wearing pure white robes. There were golden decorations on the neck and arms. Cheng Huan looked at them carefully for a while, wondering whether the golden decorations were real gold.

"Everything in this room is real." As if reading his thoughts, Jiang Mingyuan introduced from the side.

Cheng Huan's eyes widened. She looked away from her armband and looked around. She walked in. The plush carpet on the ground was surprisingly soft. The high heels were a little unstable. She simply took off her shoes and walked barefoot. In front of the oil painting: "Is this true?"

"This should be Repin's work."

Cheng Huan had never heard of this name: "Is it very famous?"

"So." Jiang Mingyuan introduced the painter's life. He was a very famous painter two hundred years ago.

Cheng Huan was amazed when he heard this, and walked towards another oil painting: "What about this one?"

"This is a work by Braun. He is a very talented painter. He was only twenty years old when he created this painting." The oil painting depicts the back of a woman. The woman is wearing a red dress, with most of her back exposed. Her skin was dazzlingly white, she held her head high, her shoulder blades on both sides spread like butterfly wings, and there were sharp black feathers piercing the skin. The combination of red, white and black, the contrast was strong and sharp.

Cheng Huan stood in front of the picture for a long time. She reached out and touched the girl's shoulder blades, as if she could feel the emerging wings through the picture frame: "She is so beautiful."

Jiang Mingyuan was noncommittal. There was nothing special about these oil paintings in his eyes. As a businessman, he was used to using money to measure the value of things. The reason why he remembered this oil painting was just because the auction price was very high: "You should go to bed, otherwise I can’t get up tomorrow.”

"Okay." Cheng Huan retracted his finger and took one last look at the woman. She turned her head and joked to Jiang Mingyuan: "I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep in such an expensive place."

"Don't worry." Jiang Mingyuan frowned: "If anything is damaged, I can afford the compensation."

Is that what she meant?

Cheng Huan stared at the man who didn't look like he was telling lies, a little speechless. She sighed and shrugged her shoulders: "I understand. You should go to bed early. Good night."

Jiang Mingyuan nodded, ran to his bedroom, picked up the big suitcase, said good night again, and then walked out of the room.

The door was closed, and Cheng Huan sighed again. She opened the box and took out a change of clothes. She walked into the bathroom, walked around the swimming bathtub, and took a shower in the rain.

There were toiletries in the bathroom, but they were unopened and the brand was unknown. Cheng Huan opened a set of shower gel, squeezed a little and smelled it with his palm.

tasty.

She was relieved. She made bubbles from the shower gel in her hand and applied it on her body. The shower gel had plenty of bubbles and a long-lasting smell. Cheng Huan reached out after taking a shower and could still smell the elegant fragrance.

The bedroom is connected to the bathroom. Like the living room, it is also magnificent. Even the cabinet at the foot of the bed is edged with pure gold.

Cheng Huan was lying on the bed, looking at the paintings on the roof, feeling a lot of psychological pressure. What if he fell asleep and these paintings turned into real people?

She lay on the bed and thought wildly. The light sensed that the owner had not moved for a long time and gradually went out. The room returned to darkness. The cruise ship was traveling smoothly, not much different from the shore. Cheng Huan closed his eyes. He thought he would have insomnia, but he slept extremely peacefully. .

When I woke up the next day, it was half past six. The sun had just reached the sky and it was not dazzling.

Cheng Huan was wearing a suspender nightgown. She stood up and opened the curtains. Warm sunlight shone on the window sill, which made people feel relaxed.

Outside the window was the endless sea. When she opened the window, the sea breeze brought a salty and humid atmosphere. Cheng Huan stretched out towards the window sill and was about to find shoes when she heard a knock on the door and vaguely heard the stars calling her.

There was a plush carpet on the floor, so it didn't matter if she was barefoot. She just found a coat and put it on, then walked out and opened the door.

Outside the door stood the father and son next door. Xingxing followed Jiang Mingyuan and rushed in as soon as the door opened: "Mom, where is my little frog?"

Jiang Mingyuan didn't catch his son without checking, and explained awkwardly: "Did it disturb your rest? The child doesn't use the toothbrush here."

"It's okay, I just got up." Cheng Huan smiled and let him in. He turned around and caught up with his running son: "Wait a minute and I'll find it for you."

The little frog that Xingxing is talking about is his toothpaste and toothbrush. The toothpaste and toothbrush are matching, with the frog logo on them. This kid is a very dedicated person, and the toothbrushes he uses all look the same, even the colors are different. Changed.

After squeezing toothpaste for his son and letting his father take him to brush his teeth, Cheng Huan closed the door and prepared to change clothes.

She checked the temperature here in advance and brought summer clothes. She wore a long suspender skirt that reached her ankles. The clothes were made of silk and the material was very light. When the wind blew, the skirt of the skirt fluttered, making her beautiful and elegant.

After changing clothes and washing up, Cheng Huan took care of her hair and put on makeup. The temperature on the island was high, and her makeup was also thin, almost as if she was bare-faced. As soon as he finished putting on makeup, Jiang Mingyuan knocked on the door.

Cheng Huan put down her lipstick and walked to open the door. Outside the door was a man with a child, both of whom had already changed their clothes.

"Would you like breakfast? There is a cafeteria on the 11th floor. If you don't want to go down, you can ask someone to bring it up." Jiang Mingyuan looked at her and felt surprised again. He calmed down and said, "The seafood porridge here tastes good."

"Go down and eat." Cheng Huan didn't want to be bored in the room all the time, so he took the room card and went out.

She was wearing a skirt, without a bag, and there were no pockets on her body. Jiang Mingyuan glanced at it, consciously took the room card and put it in his pocket, and sent his son over: "My child misses you a little."

Xingxing didn't sleep with her mother for the first time in the past few months. She felt she wasn't used to it, so she came over and tugged on her skirt to act coquettishly.

The skirt was opened to the chest, and the skin on the chest was exposed when pulled. Jiang Mingyuan grabbed his son with quick eyes and hands, avoiding the risk of the child's mother being exposed.

He knocked his son on the head, pulled him aside, and taught him a lesson for the first time: "Don't do it, just say it here."