During breakfast time, Jiang Xuyan took Tang Zinian with him to conduct a very in-depth review, and by the way, he took over the matter of compensating for the damage to the kitchen.

For this reason, the two of them had to follow the instructions of the program team and plant rice seedlings for a day.

Zhao Yingnan wanted to share the responsibility with them, but was held back by Song Qingyou.

"This is a lesson to Teacher Jiang and the others." Song Qingyou said, "It is very dangerous for a pressure cooker to explode."

This means that if you don’t teach them enough lessons, they may do it again next time.

This completely treats the two of them as naughty children.

Tang Zinian felt aggrieved: "Teacher Jiang, we are treated as primary school students."

Song Qingyou: "No, elementary school students may be smarter and more sensible than you."

Jiang Xuyan also covered his heart like a drama queen, "Goddess, don't you love me anymore?"

Song Qingyou: "..."

Ye Guiwan laughed out loud: "If it were my grandma, she would reply at this time, eat your food quickly! Can't the food stop your mouth?"

Jiang Xuyan snorted: "Then do you think... Qingyou is my grandma?"

Song Qingyou: "Yes."

The crowd roared with laughter.

After the lively breakfast, Zhong Jiayin and Ye Guiwan insisted on going to the tea garden to pick tea.

Ye Guiwan followed behind and whispered the news:

"Actually, Jiayin had a sore back and back from picking tea leaves yesterday, so she asked me to massage her for a long time in the evening...I didn't expect that she would have to go again today!"

"Are you going to persuade Sister Jiayin to take a rest?" Zhao Yingnan hesitated.

"Don't!" Ye Guiwan raised his palms, "Don't! Jiayin is so cute, if you know that I tell this matter outside, you might get angry and beat me up."

Zhao Yingnan glanced at the camera behind her: "But... this segment may be broadcast..."

Ye Guiwan smiled proudly: "Hehe, it doesn't matter, I will have gone to other places to film by then! She can't hit me!"

Before they finished speaking, Zhong Jiayin's voice appeared behind the two of them: "Really?"

"yes--"

After Ye Guiwan finished answering, he realized something was wrong.

Zhong Jiayin, who was supposed to be walking in front of the two of them, appeared behind them at some point. There was only a tea tree between them.

"Sister Jiayin." Zhao Yingnan was worried that the other party would be angry, so her voice was a little softer.

But Zhong Jiayin didn't look at her, only stared at Ye Guiwan.

The latter's eyes were darting around, "Aren't you in front of us? Why suddenly..."

"Of course it's because all the tea leaves over there have been picked."

While Zhong Jiayin was talking, he grabbed a few tea leaves and threw them into the basket on his back.

Ye Guiwan laughed dryly: "With such force, I didn't know, I thought you wanted to twist off my head..."

Zhong Jiayin smiled softly: "I have this idea."

"Don't come over here!"

Ye Guiwan ran away.

Zhong Jiayin had expected it and followed immediately.

So the two started a chase in the tea garden.

From time to time, there were also shouts of "The famous movie queen killed someone."

Zhao Yingnan looked at the two people blankly and said to Shu Ling:

"I never knew they got along like this in private."

"Me too." Shu Ling nodded, "I didn't expect Sister Wan to be so lively."

In his early years, Ye Guiwan acted in dramas of bitter love, and several of his crying scenes were included in school textbooks. He never expected that his character would be so... out of touch.

Throughout the next day, everyone was "divided into three groups" and busy working.

Song Qingyou still cooked for lunch.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Guiwan and Zhong Jiayin left Baicha Village.

The two of them came together, and naturally they left together.

What Zhong Jiayin didn't expect was that she would see a familiar car nearby.

Consciously blocking out Ye Guiwan's daily chatter, Zhong Jiayin took out her phone and pulled out a photo.

The license plate number in the photo was exactly the same as what she saw now.

Zhong Jiayin patted the car window and said, "Stop."

"Jiayin?" Ye Guiwan was confused.

"I'm going to buy a bottle of water."

The car is now in the town where Baicha Village is located, and there are shops next to the street.

Zhong Jiayin ignored the assistant and Ye Guiwan, put on a mask, went straight to the car parked in front of the store, and knocked on the car window on the side that Ye Guiwan could not see.

"Assistant Fang." She was not surprised when she saw the person in the car, "I thought I was wrong, but I didn't expect it was really you."

"Miss Zhong." Fang Yan responded helplessly.

"Why is Assistant Fang here? Could it be that Mr. Jiang is also here?"

"Mr. Jiang is resting in the back. If Miss Zhong wants to see Mr. Jiang, I'm afraid she can't do it now."

Zhong Jiayin lowered her voice: "Mr. Jiang came to see Song Qingyou?"

It's impossible to come to such a remote place to discuss business.

Fang Yan could only smile politely: "Please keep it confidential, Miss Zhong."

This is equivalent to acquiescing to Zhong Jiayin's guess.

She hummed, "I will."

If it was just speculation before, I guess that the relationship between Song Qingyou and Jiang Zhihan is extraordinary.

Now, the speculation has become reality.

For a person like Jiang Zhihan to come to this place during working hours, he must have a deep love for Song Qingyou.

It seems that the marriage that the Zhong family expected is gone.

Zhong Jiayin waved his hand freely, said goodbye to Fang Yan and left directly.

Ye Guiwan opened the car door for her, "Where's the water?"

"I didn't buy it. I don't want to drink it anymore."

"What's wrong with you? You looked solemn when you came back. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I'm thinking that Song Qingyou sent us away after only a few dishes. It's really not cost-effective. If we get invitations to shows like this in the future, we must embarrass her more."

Ye Guiwan pouted, "Why do you say this suddenly? Did Qingyou provoke you?"

"Um."

The person she wanted to marry was abducted, didn't she just provoke her?

After all, without Song Qingyou, she would still have a chance in a business marriage.

As soon as Zhong Jiayin left, Fang Yan told Jiang Zhihan.

Speaking of which, this is Jiang Zhihan’s own fault.

——After he followed Song Qingyou downstairs, he never touched the tablet again, so when the cat in the back seat of the car turned back into Jiang Zhihan's true form, Fang Yan didn't wait for the boss's next instruction and was forced to stay here in Baicha Village. For most of the day.

Fang Yan sent the message and received a response quickly.

Jiang Zhihan: [As long as she doesn't leak the news, don't worry about it. ]

Fang Yan: [Okay, but Miss Zhong may have misunderstood your relationship with Miss Song...]

Jiang Zhihan: [It’s not a misunderstanding. ]

Fang Yan stared at these four words and suddenly felt like "it's true."

It was not in vain that he had speculated for so long, Song Qingyou was indeed the future wife of the CEO~

On the other side, Jiang Zhihan, who is skilled in uninstalling v-messages, is thinking about how to make Zhong Jiayin guarantee that her guess will not be leaked.

——He remembered that Zhong Jiayin also dragged Qingyou into a group related to him.

Although he really wanted to make everyone misunderstand his relationship with Song Qingyou, so that no one who was short-sighted would covet Qingyou.

But Song Qingyou is a public figure after all. What he did was tantamount to ruining the other party's career and was too selfish.

Moreover, she still doesn’t know that he is Zhizhi…

It's better to figure it out slowly.

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