The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

After the kiss ended, Jiang Mingyuan let go of her lips: "When did you come here?"

Cheng Huan: "Last night."

The hand on her waist tightened, and then released before she felt pain. The man sighed silently: "I made you worry."

Cheng Huan shook his head: "As long as you're fine."

He pressed her face against hers, as if to warm each other: "Don't come to such a dangerous place next time."

Cheng Huan said nothing.

"Um?"

"Let's go back and pay homage to our family temple. It's almost the Lantern Festival." Cheng Huan grabbed the man's hand and changed the subject very bluntly.

Jiang Mingyuan knew that this was a silent rejection, but he couldn't say anything too strong. He just sighed again: "Okay."

"I'm sleepy." I haven't slept for more than a day, and I can't make up for it in a few hours in the afternoon.

"Then go to sleep." Jiang Mingyuan held her in his arms: "I'll call you when we get there."

"Yes." Cheng Huan moved down a little, leaned into his arms, and fell asleep.

I slept very deeply, and when I woke up, the group of people had already arrived at the airport.

…

Jiang Mingyuan originally planned to return to China today, and the flight had already been arranged. Even if something like this happened, they could return as scheduled.

After this thrilling experience, everyone accompanying them couldn't wait to return to the country, so they only took a short rest in the hotel and went directly to the airport after completing the formalities. Of all the people present, only Xingxing felt strange - he obviously came out to play, but ended up not playing anything at all, so he just went back?

Although he was very puzzled and a little depressed, the five-year-old child was easy to fool, so Jiang Mingyuan made an excuse and promised to accompany him to play somewhere else after returning, and the matter was over.

The journey back was much more comfortable than when they came. The plane was modified and all the seats were removed and replaced with luxuriously decorated living rooms, bedrooms, bars, gyms, treatment rooms and conference rooms. There were two The huge sofa can accommodate more than ten people without feeling crowded. The flight attendants on the plane have already thoughtfully prepared food and drinks. The other staff accompanying them have been busy and nervous for many days, and they can finally relax on the plane.

Jiang Mingyuan knew that they didn't want to see the boss's presence at this time, so he didn't stay long and took mother and son to the bedroom.

The bedroom is naturally equally luxurious. The space is not much smaller than the living room. The floor is covered with plush carpets. The outside is a place for receiving guests. The sofa is fully equipped with all appliances. There is also a small wine cabinet next to it with a lot of red wine. There is a huge bed in the back of the bedroom. It is three to four meters wide and the same length. You can roll on it.

Cheng Huan was really shocked when she came in. After all, she was a poor and lower-middle peasant who had to buy economy class even when flying. She had never seen such a modified private jet.

She was in a daze for a while before coming back to her senses: "Is this yours?"

Jiang Mingyuan: "No, I borrowed it from someone."

After saying that, he asked: "Do you want a private jet? I can buy one."

"No, no, no," he said lightly, but Cheng Huan's heart trembled when he heard it. He quickly refused and was curious: "Why did you think of asking someone to borrow the plane?"

"I applied for a route before but it didn't work, so I just lent it to me." Jiang Mingyuan explained clearly in two sentences, and then took her hand: "There are many restrictions on domestic private jets, and applying for routes is also troublesome, so I didn't buy it. If you like it, We can actually fly and have fun abroad."

Cheng Huan: "...Really no need, I'm not interested in this."

Jiang Mingyuan observed her expression carefully, and then looked away after a while. He said no more about the plane: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat tonight?"

"I want to eat shrimps!" Before Cheng Huan could express his opinion, Xingxing ran over and hugged his father's thigh: "I want really big shrimps!"

"Okay, I'll give you a very, very big shrimp."

As a toy of the top rich, the service on the private jet is naturally top-notch. When Xingxing said he wanted to eat shrimp, a giant lobster weighing nearly six kilograms was actually served on the dinner table in the evening. More than a dozen people didn't even finish it.

After eating, Cheng Huan felt sleepy again. She stood with her eyes open for a while to digest, and then she was involuntarily attracted to the bed.

Jiang Mingyuan pulled her and said, "Go take a bath first."

This bedroom was equipped with a bathroom. Cheng Huan took a shower and only dried his hair half-dry before he couldn't wait to fall on the bed.

She pulled the quilt up to her chin, looked at the place next to her, hesitated for a moment, and said to the man who was obviously in a bad mood: "You should take a shower and go to bed too."

The man was silent for a while, then nodded and said yes. He bent down and hugged Xingxing, hiding the uneasiness on his face, and walked to the bathroom.

After taking this bath for a long time, Cheng Huan listened to the faint sound of water and became more and more conscious. In a daze, he felt that the edge of the bed was sinking a little. Then there was a heat source around him, and he didn't know anything after that. .

The flying speed of private jets is a little slower than that of airlines. They depart at eight o'clock in the evening and arrive in S city at one o'clock in the afternoon.

Most of the day had passed, and the news that the head of the Jiang family had successfully survived had already spread back to the country. The group's stock price rebounded quickly due to this news, and those who were secretly preparing to make a move also retracted their tentacles.

Also exposed was the relationship between Jiang Mingyuan and Cheng Huan.

When a major event occurs somewhere, the first people to rush there are definitely reporters. They are responsible for reporting the latest news, and naturally they will not let the embassy go.

The scene of Jiang Mingyuan and his group coming out was completely broadcast by the live video at that time.

Jiang Mingyuan is considered a celebrity in China. Originally, because of his low-key style, not many people knew him. Thanks to the tsunami, his photos are everywhere on the Internet, and some bored netizens have organized a prayer event to ask for help. Gods and Buddhas blessed him with a safe return, so people recognized this video as soon as it was broadcast.

A large group like Jiang's Group has long been integrated with the interests of countless people. Seeing Jiang Mingyuan alive in the camera, many people breathed a sigh of relief. They were glad that there would be no turmoil in their work/and that they no longer had to lose money on their stocks. The focus of the crowd shifted to other aspects - such as who was the little boy in his arms and the woman holding hands.

In the Internet age, it is extremely easy to obtain information. In just a few hours, the information about Cheng Huan and Xingxing was dug out, which naturally included the past of the original owners.

It is not a secret that the original owner went around fishing for rich people before. It can be found out with a little prying. Once these past details were revealed, the Internet was once again abuzz!

There are many people who are secretly envious of Jiang Mingyuan's partner. They could comfort themselves at first that such a big shot would definitely not find an ordinary person. But look at the revelations - a poor student, a bar worker, a college graduate, and an unmarried man. Pregnant, almost became someone else’s mistress!

One after another, these things almost made those who had never met him go crazy! The relevant news all said that Jiang Mingyuan was blind and only knew about his face, saying that he had countless cuckolds on his head. There were also many people betting that the relationship between the two must be Cheng Huan's advantage, and the two would definitely not grow up.

Qi Shan saw this as soon as he got off the plane, his expression changed slightly, he quickened his pace, stepped forward and whispered a few words in Jiang Mingyuan's ear.

Cheng Huan saw that the man seemed a little unhappy after hearing the news, and asked in confusion: "Did something happen?"

"It's okay." Jiang Mingyuan shook his head and reached out to her: "My mobile phone is broken, I can borrow yours for use."

"Oh, okay." Cheng Huan unlocked the phone and handed it over. The man flipped it over and put it in his pocket after using it, with no intention of returning it to her.

Cheng Huan didn't care. She was not very dependent on her mobile phone and could survive without it.

After more than ten hours of flying, they were all hungry now. Jiang Mingyuan originally planned to take them out to eat, but now he changed his mind: "I want to eat what you made."

Cheng Huan had no objection: "What do you want to eat?"

The man named a few dishes, all of which were not too troublesome. Cheng Huan nodded and got off the car to buy ingredients on the way. When they got home, the two of them worked together to prepare lunch, and everything was the same as usual.

After dinner, Jiang Mingyuan had to go to the company to handle things. He changed his clothes and asked Cheng Huan, "Do you want to go to the company with me?"

If it were normal, Cheng Huan would definitely refuse this invitation, but just after a false alarm, she was a little reluctant to let the man out of sight, so she only hesitated for a moment and agreed.

It only takes five minutes to drive from the apartment to the company. The car enters the underground parking lot, and the family of three takes the elevator directly to the top floor.

The top floor is an area belonging to Jiang Mingyuan and his assistant team. Very few other people come up. The floor is very quiet, and no one is seen in the corridor.

Jiang Mingyuan led them into the office and asked if they wanted anything to eat.

"No, you go and do your work."

"Yeah." Jiang Mingyuan said, "There are novels on the bookshelf. If you feel bored, you can read them."

"Oh." Cheng Huan glanced at the bookshelf next to him, then turned back: "The phone..."

"I still want to use the phone, and I can't give it back to you for the time being." Jiang Mingyuan leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips: "Just be good and read a book."

Cheng Huan: "..."

She touched the corners of her lips, feeling something was a little strange.

Before she could protest, the man turned around and said, "I'm going to work."

Cheng Huan hadn't figured out what was wrong, so he gave up after hearing this: "...Okay."

Xingxing had been here once before, so Jiang Mingyuan's office still had toys for little ones to play with. Without electronic products and no work, Cheng Huan rarely spent an afternoon playing with his son's Rubik's Cube.

She really didn't know much about this thing. It took her an hour to restore the messed up Rubik's Cube, and her son had to teach her.

Xingxing is young and can play by himself, but he can't explain the principle at all. The more Cheng Huan talks about it, the more confused he becomes. Finally, the little teacher becomes impatient and throws the Rubik's Cube away: "Mom, you are so stupid!"

"What did you say?" Cheng Huan pinched the flesh of his son's face and narrowed his eyes threateningly.

The child is also aware of current affairs. After hearing this, he put away the disgusted expression on his face, rushed towards his mother's arms, held her face and blew a rainbow fart: "I said mom is so beautiful, you are the most beautiful in the world." Mother!"

Cheng Huan snorted: "You know the current affairs."

"whee."

…

The sounds of mother and son playing reached his ears from time to time. Jiang Mingyuan watched them play, the tense expression on his face relaxed slightly, and the corners of his mouth and eyebrows softened.

He looked at it for a while and turned back before being discovered. There was a new message from the other party in the dialog box. Looking at the line of words displayed on the screen, the temperature in his eyes instantly cooled down. He raised his hand on the table After typing a few times, he typed out a line of text and sent it.

[Jiang Mingyuan: Continue to pay attention to online trends, delete such messages as soon as they appear, and find something for those two people to do. 】