The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Chapter 111 Master Che, Do You Still Remember Me?

Back from school on Tuesday.

Yun Ci took a coat and stuffed it in his schoolbag, then put bread and mineral water in his pocket, and went out with the schoolbag on his back.

Ye Meipan stood on the second floor until Yun Ci's figure completely disappeared before she returned to Ruan Feiyue's room.

Ruan Feiyue is trying on a dress.

She was wearing a long azure blue dress with exquisite curves. Her long seaweed-like hair fell down her chest, reflecting her skin like snow. The side of the skirt was split, and a pair of fair and slender legs were looming.

The girl's pretty face, with a little makeup on it, made her look even more charming and charming, her eyebrows curved down, and her eyes were as bright as obsidian.

"Mom, do I look good?"

She turned around in front of the mirror, her skirt fluttering like flowers in full bloom.

Ye Meipan walked over, supported Ruan Feiyue's little face, and was sincerely proud: "You are the most beautiful."

How could Junsi Che not like her such an excellent daughter?

Night falls.

Yun Ci got into Gu Jingwen's car.

"Call me when you arrive."

She folded the seat and lay down for a nap.

I don't know how long it took, the body began to bump.

Yun Ci was awakened, she narrowed her sleepy eyes and pressed the car window to look out.

Under the moonlight, there was a large wheat field outside, glowing with a golden sheen, the tip of the wheat swayed with the breeze, the shadows of the mountains in the distance stretched, several low houses were staggered, and there were occasional roosters and dogs.

The dirt roads in the countryside are narrow, full of gravel and mud pits.

Gu Jingwen had a hard time driving, so he simply parked the car on the edge of a field.

Yun Ci picked up his schoolbag and jumped out of the car.

Gu Jingwen turned on the flashlight and stretched out his hand towards Yunci: "Do you want to hold hands?"

"Take your sister."

Yun Ci directly passed him and strode forward.

Gu Jingwen shouted from behind: "Slow down, I won't marry you if you're broken."

The two came to the vegetable garden, and there was a newly built brick house in front of the vegetable garden.

The owner of the vegetable garden is an old grandmother who lives alone.

Gu Jingwen has always supported her.

He also paid for the new house.

It's just that every time he came, the old grandmother would enthusiastically pull him into the house and treat him with delicious food and drink, but she wouldn't let him work.

There was no other way, Gu Jingwen could only call Shang Yunci to help her plant the land secretly at night.

Yunci threw the schoolbag on the field ridge, took out the head rope from his pocket, put it in his mouth, scratched his hair randomly with both hands, and tied a ball head.

Then, roll up your sleeves and roll up your pant legs.

"then."

Gu Jingwen threw a rake to Yunci.

Yun Ci received it in his hand accurately.

The two began to dig the soil.

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Outside the banquet hall, a Maybach was parked.

Junsi Che leaned on the side of the car, dressed in a high-end hand-made custom suit, outlining his slender figure.

He didn't wear a tie, and the buttons of his collar were uninhibited, revealing his sexy Adam's apple.

He tilted his head and lowered his eyes, his facial features were sharp, his brows were cold and distant, revealing a deadly sense of abstinence.

"Has anyone arrived yet?"

A low voice, extremely cold,

Uncle Zou glanced at his watch.

There was news from the Ruan family that there was no need to pick up Miss Yunci, so they came to the banquet hall first.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, Miss Yunci did not come.

"Master Che."

At this moment, a soft voice broke the silence.

Turning his head to look, in the distance, the girl is walking up with her skirt that touches the ground.

Ruan Feiyue walked to Jun Siche, stared at him with bright eyes, and quickly lowered her head shyly.

"You... do you remember?"

Jun Si Che only glanced at her, his expression indifferent, and there was a trace of impatience between his eyebrows.

do not know.

Not impressed.

Uncle Zou looked at her a little familiar.

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