The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

The good atmosphere was interrupted, and the words on the lips of the two people were swallowed again. The so-called high energy and then decay, Cheng Huan's small thoughts were also scattered by Xingxing's call, and he only thought that he was overthinking before.

She sighed in her heart, not knowing whether it was disappointment or relief. She rubbed the little kid's face with her hands and vented her anger before taking him back for breakfast.

And Jiang Mingyuan. He returned to his original silent and cold demeanor, unable to speak more than a few words throughout the day.

After watching the sunrise in the morning, they took a yacht out to sea after breakfast. The two adults also tried diving with the help of the instructor and saw the scenery of the seabed. After playing for a day, they returned to Yongan Island in the evening.

The cruise ship sailed on the sea all night and docked at the port at dawn the next day. Cheng Huan and the others' flights were scheduled for noon. During the morning, they could also buy some souvenirs.

The most famous specialty of Yongan Island is coconut carving, which is made of coconut shell or coconut wood and is both practical and ornamental. Cheng Huan walked around the street and picked out a rabbit-shaped piggy bank for Xingxing. He bought himself a set of fruit plates and dishes made of coconut carvings, and picked out a lot of gadgets to give back to the store. The employees had all bought it, and when she was about to go back with the stars, she found that Jiang Mingyuan didn't take anyone.

"Why don't you buy some and give them away?"

"No need." Jiang Mingyuan looked calm.

"You have to buy something to take back when you go out, otherwise it will be a waste of time." Cheng Huan became addicted to shopping. When he saw others not buying anything, he felt a little disgusted, so he took the initiative to take it. Follow Jiang Mingyuan to pick out souvenirs,

The cuff of his suit was grabbed by someone, and the fragrance of another person floated. Jiang Mingyuan's body suddenly froze, his muscles tensed, and he didn't know how to refuse. He was grabbed and walked forward like a puppet on strings, with only that person in his eyes. The green-white fingers grasping the cuffs.

Cheng Huan carried the pile of packed souvenirs and dragged Jiang Mingyuan back to the store he had visited before.

The boss made a deal and was very happy when he found that the customer was back. He was a little nervous and muttered that there must be something wrong with the thing he bought. Instead, he came out with a smile on his face: "Guest Is there anything else you need?"

"I want to buy something more." Cheng Huan dispelled the shopkeeper's worries with one sentence, and the smile on his face became more sincere: "Just take a look at what you want. If you don't find anything you like, you can go to my house and have a look. The things at home are better than this." There are many. If you have special requirements, you can also customize them. We will carve them right now and send them to you."

"Okay, let's take a look first." Cheng Huan thanked the boss, released his hand on Jiang Mingyuan's sleeves, and asked him to pick: "Is there anything you like?"

The strength on the cuffs disappeared, and Jiang Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He straightened his clothes, calmed down his emotions, and responded calmly.

This handicraft store is quite large and has a wide variety of items, ranging from jewelry and earrings to large decorative vases. The prices range from tens of dollars for the cheapest to thousands of dollars for the expensive ones.

Jiang Mingyuan traveled a lot on business, and he didn't have the obsession to buy souvenirs. Because someone was urging him, he took a few symbolic glances, and then picked the most expensive ones and bought a few sets. The shop owner made a big business, and he smiled happily. Not only did he take the initiative to send a few gadgets, but he also cared about the trouble of bringing them back and said he would send them free express delivery.

The three of them came out of the store empty-handed, ate, finished lunch in advance, and prepared to board the plane.

It was already evening when the plane landed. As soon as I stepped out of the cabin door, I felt the familiar yet unfamiliar cold air, penetrated through the skin and penetrated into the seams of human bones.

Cheng Huan put on the large down jacket again, but she still felt cold. She shivered with her neck curled up. The shoes on her feet were not thick, and her toenails were so cold that she could no longer feel them. I admire the person next to me who is not afraid of the cold.

Jiang Mingyuan was walking aside with Xingxing in his arms. He was wearing a very familiar suit. There was only a thin shirt inside the suit, which made people feel goosebumps just looking at it. However, his body was straight and his steps were steady, without any abnormality at all.

After walking across the covered bridge and arriving indoors, the cold wind that could cut people was blocked from outside, which made people feel much better.

Jiang Mingyuan put Xingxing down and said to her, "I'll get my luggage."

"I'll come too." Cheng Huan thought about his two large suitcases and felt embarrassed to stay here.

It's shameful to say that she originally thought she was thoughtful and brought everything, such as sheets and slippers, for fear that the hotel things would be dirty. However, it turned out that all the daily necessities where she stayed were new and of better quality than what she had brought there. Okay, so these things have no use and occupy space in vain.

"No, I can just go. You can look at the stars here." Jiang Mingyuan saw her disheveled hair and hunched neck, looking like a quail. He wanted to rub it with his hands, but the idea was suppressed in the end. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly. , with a gentle face: "I can still carry that little thing."

With that said, he strode away.

Both Xingxing and Cheng Huan were useless. The temperature in C City gave them a shock. The little guy was so cold that he shivered. He put on the thick coat that he originally didn't want to put on, just like in the TV series. He held his hands together and muttered what he wanted to eat in the evening. After eating outside for a few days, the little guy missed his mother's cooking.

"Pig's trotters won't do. It's too greasy and you can't finish it. How about we make chestnut roast chicken?" Cheng Huan rejected his son's request and made another suggestion.

Xingxing thought for a while and thought chicken would be fine, so she reluctantly nodded: "I also want shrimps!"

"You haven't eaten enough in the past few days?" Cheng Huan reached out with difficulty, pinched his cold face, and then extended his other hand to cover him, saying, "Then eat shrimp. "

When the mother and son were discussing what to make for the last soup, a surprised male voice came from the side: "Hey, what a coincidence, we meet again."

It's the person who took the photo before.

"I'm Yao Tan, do you remember?" He introduced himself with a hot attitude: "Did you just get off the plane too?"

Cheng Huan straightened up and nodded to him.

"Then we are really destined." He looked very familiar: "You also live in City C, are you waiting for someone here? Do you want to ride in my car back? There are still two seats in the car."

"No."

"Don't be a stranger. You have helped me so much. It won't be troublesome to give you a ride." He took Cheng Huan's refusal as a courtesy and wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Xingxing again.

The little guy was talking about how he was hungry for dinner. He was not happy to be penetrated by someone, and now this uncle wants to take his mother away!

He has a sense of crisis. Kunkun in the class said that his mother left with another uncle, and then he lost his mother. Xingxing didn't want to be a child without a mother, so at this time, he bravely stood up.

"Let's go back with daddy!" The kid puffed out his chest and held his head high, like a fighting little rooster. He snorted: "I won't go with you."

The man was a little embarrassed by Xingxing like this. He fell in love with Cheng Huan at a glance on the beach. He originally wanted to find a chance to make a date, but he never succeeded. The business card he gave seemed to be lost in the sea. He felt that he had a good appearance. In the past, he always got it, but this time the other party's attitude was cold, and he was aroused to be competitive. When faced with this situation, he not only did not leave, but used "fate" as an excuse, and shamelessly asked for Cheng Huan's contact information. .

He looked like he would not give up until he achieved his goal, and there was a greasy and affectionate look on his face. Cheng Huan got annoyed just looking at him. In order to send the person away, he casually gave out a series of numbers.

Yao Tan was naturally happy to get the number. He was just about to verify the authenticity of the number when he saw someone walking over from the corner of his eye.

The man had an outstanding appearance and great momentum. Because of his work, Yao Tan had met many big shots and knew that such people were basically untouchable. His face changed slightly and he did not dare to stay any longer. He hurriedly said goodbye to Cheng Huan and said that he would not mess with him in the future. Contact me and leave quickly.

"Did you just meet someone you know?" Jiang Mingyuan came over and asked.

He had empty hands and a leisurely posture, and was followed by two people helping to carry luggage, who didn't know where they found it.

"The one who asked me to help him take pictures before." Cheng Huan didn't have a good impression of Yao Tan. She didn't want to say more and was ready to skip the topic after saying that. Unfortunately, she forgot that there was a little traitor beside her.

Xingxing was still worried that her mother had left with someone else. Now she saw her father coming and naturally wanted to complain. He jumped in front of Cheng Huan, still looking like an angry chicken, and sold her mother out: "That uncle is looking for my mother." I want a phone number!”

"Oh?" Jiang Mingyuan made an unclear sound, his face darkening slightly. He retrieved the person's appearance from his memory, recalled the not-so-good desire hidden in his eyes, and felt for a moment that he had found a good one. reason, so I felt confident enough to intervene.

"That person's purpose is not pure, don't get too close to him."

"I know, don't worry." Cheng Huan is not a child and will not see through this little trick. She waved her hand and said something reassuring: "The number I gave him is from the store next door."

Jiang Mingyuan: "..."

He didn't know what to say for a moment, whether to praise her for her wit or to wonder why she remembered the number of the store next door. He was silent until the end, and could only hold back the words "That's good", but he felt a little happier in his heart.

The driver had been waiting for him for a long time. As soon as the three of them came out of the hall, they got in the car and drove towards Cheng Huan.

On the way back, Cheng Huanrang stopped outside a farmer's market. He wanted to get out of the car to buy groceries.

The three of them went to the farmer's market together for the first time, but there was no romantic or warm atmosphere.

There are poultry, fruits, and vegetables in the market. The various smells are mixed together. After a day of fermentation, they become more exciting. Xingxing had already covered his nose, and even Jiang Mingyuan frowned. Of course Cheng Huan didn't like the smell, but there was nothing he could do about it.

“The food in the market is fresher.”

She held the spoon and said what was good, and the other two could not refute it. The family bought the needed ingredients as quickly as possible, letting Jiang Mingyuan carry them all, which almost shocked the driver's eyes.

The three of them returned home, Cheng Huan cooked, and the father and son cleaned the house, getting along harmoniously.

On the other side, Li Kangyi was confirming for the last time with a familiar waiter: "Will your boss really come tomorrow?"

"I'm sure, why did I lie to you?" The salesperson who was being dragged to confirm was also very impatient. This was the sixth time he had to answer this question. He hesitated: "What do you want from our boss?"

Li Kangyi has drafted the answer to this question many times, and he didn’t even blink when he spoke: “I’m going to have a class reunion, and I can’t get in touch with a few classmates. Your boss has the same name as my classmate. Let me take a look. Is he alone?"