Deliberately Contaminated

Mingshuang negotiated the contract in Jingzhou very smoothly, and successfully got two large orders. One is Jingzhou TV station and the other is a well-known wedding company. The partner who the latter approached was a middle-aged lady, and she had a good chat with Mingshuang. very good.

After knowing that it was the drone developed by Mingshuang herself, Shao Li admired it very much, "Why do you want to do this? Want to use the drone developed by yourself to record your wedding? It's really romantic."

Mingshuang said, "I never thought about that."

There doesn't seem to be anything romantic about her. Of course, she didn't think Jiang Huai didn't either.

Mingshuang never thought of getting married before. She came to do this business. In retrospect, the idea first came about because she and Yu Yin watched the moon together when she was a child. Drones can replace her eyes and go to many places for her. Where you can't go, you can record the wonders and dreams of the world.

Also because Ming Licheng looked down on her, Mingshuang always remembered it. Why does Ming Licheng think she can only be a vase? Why can Ming Xiao study physics? She finally learned the major she wanted to study, and she continued to read the blog, and successfully slapped Ming Licheng's face. Mingshuang remembered that he didn't seem to have said for a long time that her learning ability was not good enough.

She is very competitive. Xu Tianbai secretly said once before, saying that fifteen looks bright and beautiful, but in fact, her personality is like a big aggressive cock.

The weather is getting hotter day by day. In September, Beijing University starts school. Mingshuang owns a property nearby. She told Lu Sijia to go back to Tancheng first and stay for one more day.

Tang Chen invited him for lunch the next day. He happened to be filming in Jingzhou, and he also introduced the relationship between Jingzhou TV. There was Mingshuang's doctoral supervisor Song Chengyu in the same room. Tang Chen and Song Chengyu actually knew each other. Mingshuang was surprised by his extensive network.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was very harmonious. Mingshuang drank a little wine. During this period, her phone rang twice, and Mingshuang replied with a text message saying that she was eating.

"President Jiang loves his wife very much." Tang Chen said with a smile, "One meal, two phone calls."

Mingshuang has a good impression of Tang Chen now, she is more honest, Tang Chen has brought her real benefits, and now the two of them are working together happily, so she doesn't care about the initial unpleasantness.

"I've made a boyfriend" was unexpected, but Song Chengyu asked, "It's also very good. After solving the family problem, I can feel more at ease when reading a Ph.D."

"Where is your boyfriend?" Song Chengyu asked again.

Mingshuang said, "Tancheng."

Seeing Song Chengyu frown slightly, "Will he come to Jingzhou later? Will it affect your Ph.D.?"

Mingshuang toasted him a glass of wine and smiled, "Teacher, don't worry, he's not that sensible."

"Mr. Ming's boyfriend is also an alumnus of our Peking University." Tang Chen said immediately, "Mr. Song, you may still know him."

"My name is Jiang Huai." Mingshuang said, "You don't know each other, right?"

"Jiang Huai?" Song Chengyu slowly chewed on the name, and seemed to have a real impression.

"You really know him?" Mingshuang was surprised.

Jiang Huai is from the Department of Mathematics. Although he is a science and engineering student, he obviously cannot compete with the courses taught by Song Chengyu.

"I have taught this student." Song Chengyu has a good memory. The word Huai was not very common in names, he remembered it.

"My class in the inter-specialty selection was very smart, excellent and talented. I gave him full marks." Song Chengyu said, "I have been following him for two years."

"Mr. Jiang's grades have always been very good." Tang Chen smiled and took a sip of wine. "When he was studying, he was always a scholar-level figure. Unfortunately, he went home to inherit the family business and joined the business world. Otherwise, he would stay in academia and develop. It also makes a difference.”

"Indeed." Song Chengyu thoroughly recalled the handsome student who was taciturn, and agreed with him, "He has a very high understanding and a clean personality, so he can sit still. I really wanted to accept him as my graduate student back then."

Mingshuang was silent, her greasy fingers played with the wine glass in her hand, her eyes were lowered, and she did not make a sound.

She remembered the hurdle she encountered in the development process, and Jiang Huai made a comment. She didn't care at all at the time, saying that it was like separated mountains, how could he understand. Finally solved it, she also thought that Jiang Huai was just lucky and happened to hit the right train of thought.

It turned out to be just because he had also learned.

During the four years of college, she could say that she had hardly thought of Jiang Huai, and occasionally recalled that, she also told herself to deliberately avoid this memory. She has many friends, and she is surrounded by stars wherever she goes, and she never feels lonely.

She remembered hearing He Jinsong say that Jianghuai University went to the UK for exchange.

In the past four years, Jiang Huai had been completely absent from her life, but there still seemed to be traces of her everywhere in his life.

Take her subjects, pursue her ideals, and go to her city.

Only because of her resolute words when she broke up, she never appeared in her life.

He stubbornly stayed where he was, guarding their past memories, waiting for six years, this year is the seventh year.

Everything in Jingzhou was settled, but Mingshuang did not return to Tancheng immediately.

She went to Tanzhe Temple in the suburbs of Beijing.

The temple is full of incense, crowds are surging, and many pairs of young men and women come to seek marriage. The first is for marriage, the other is for well-being. Mingshuang has never believed in gods and Buddhas before, and she smelled the faint scent of incense on the tip of her nose. She suddenly remembered the sky and prayer flags on the plateau that she and Jiang Huai saw together when she was eighteen years old.

"—Hui Ji will be hurt, and deep love will not last."

"—No, don't force it."

At that time, there was a thin layer of tent. She changed into a beautiful dress and was going to go back to the tent to look for him to show him. At the door, before he raised his hand, he heard this prophecy translated by the woman.

Then, I heard Jiang Huai's voice, the boy's tone was very cold, "I don't care."

Jiang Huai didn't care about this, he wasn't afraid of death, and he didn't believe in fate. Until he got bruised all over his body and dripping with blood.

She lit a stick of incense.

From a very early time, her heart had a big hole that needed to be filled with endless love. And this process is like a stone smashed into a deep well, without even causing a ripple.

…

Jiang's house.

Years later, Jiang Yuwan returned to Xicheng for recuperation. But this month, because of Jiang Huai's health, she returned to the Jiang family's old house again.

Jiang Yuwan had just woken up this day, and the nanny pinched her shoulders. For so many years, her work and rest have been very regular, she took a walk every morning and evening, and her diet was very elegant. The nanny came to her, "Old lady, Madam is here."

Jiang Yuwan was in the garden. At such an old age, her energy was no better than when she was young. Looking at the breeze blowing across the sparkling pool, she suddenly remembered what Jiang Zhimo looked like when he walked towards her from across the lake sixty years ago. Jiang Zhimo passed away forty years ago, leaving behind her, her two sons, and a precarious Jiang family.

Later, Jiang Chengting supported the family, and later, when he died, Jiang Huai inherited his responsibility and did a good job.

The person who came to her was Bai Qing. Bai Qing sat down opposite her and whispered, "Mom, Qian Zhang is also the blood of the Jiang family after all."

Jiang Yuwan closed her eyes, "If he doesn't let Qian Zhang go back here, he can't go back."

Jiang Yuwan said, "I will guarantee Qian Zhang's life. As for everything else, I can't be the master of Jiang Huai."

Bai Qing's face was a little pale, her hands were clenched, and finally, she just said goodbye.

"You couldn't do anything about it back then." Jiang Yuwan opened her eyes and looked at Bai Qing, "You and Chengting have been married for so many years, but it didn't come true. You didn't add a younger sibling to Jiang Huai."

In fact, when she first saw Jiang Huai, Jiang Yuwan instinctively disliked him because she saw the shadow of that woman in him. Jiang Huai is very stubborn, the Jiang family does not have such genes, it can only be like that woman.

From the first time she saw that woman, Jiang Yuwan knew that she was by no means a good match for Jiang Chengting.

She took them apart easily, but Jiang Yuwan didn't expect that Jiang Chengting would never find another person for the rest of her life, nor did she expect that the woman was already pregnant with the Jiang family's child at that time.

Bai Qing also looked at the lake and said softly, "Now, Qian Zhang and I are useless."

Jiang Chengmo is just a side branch of the Jiang family, not Jiang Yuwan's blood. And Jiang Huai was her grandson, Jiang Chengting's orthodox heir, and it was obviously impossible to expect Jiang Yuwan to suddenly lose her mind to help them deal with Jiang Huai.

Bai Qing left at three or four o'clock.

Jiang Huai went back to the mansion. Lin Quan had a lot of affairs, but because of the inconvenience of his eyes, he did not go to the company and handled affairs remotely from home. When he came back this time, he had a conversation with Jiang Rucong. The rest of the Jiang family's companies, Jiang Huai has been handed over to Jiang Rucong for the time being, but he is basically the one who decides the big decisions.

Jiang Huai was very busy, one thing after another, Huang Ji could not help but admire his efficiency when he saw it.

Jiang Yuwan was waiting for him in the living room, "Jiang Huai."

The man paused, but Jiang Yuwan didn't express her opinion on his eyes. She only said, "If you can get married as soon as possible, let's get married. That little girl is very good, and her personality can cover you."

Jiang Yuwan felt from the bottom of her heart that Jiang Huai's character was more like that crazy and extreme woman in her bones. But with the Jiang family's looks, intelligence and long-term affection.

"You don't have to worry about me," he said lightly.

"After we get married, we won't live here." After speaking, he put his finger on the handle, and suddenly said, "In those days, the incident with my parents will not happen again."

"I hope you will remember that too."

…

The plane landed at Tancheng Airport, and Mingshuang finally came back.

She was a little sleepy. When she was about to look for her car, she glanced at the end of her eyes and saw a black Rolls-Royce driving towards her. It was Jiang Huai's license plate number. She leaned on the suitcase and lazily.

The driver opened the door, "Miss Ming."

"What about the others?"

"Mr. Jiang is in the company." The driver said, "I know you are coming back today, so I will come and pick you up."

puff.

Mingshuang couldn't help but want to laugh out loud, Jiang Huai has learned to play this set, and find someone to **** her, right?

"I want to go back to my hometown first." Mingshuang said.

The driver was obviously very embarrassed. "This..." Mr. Jiang gave him such a task, and he dared not fail to complete it.

Mingshuang looked at him and suddenly felt amazing. She felt that she had a bad temper, was arrogant and irritable, but the amazing thing was that her friends and employees were not afraid of her at all. Jiang Huai has a very cold personality, never roaring or losing his temper. Miraculously, his subordinates seem to be afraid of him.

"You take my suitcase home first." She said, "I'll go back at night, it's alright, he won't get mad at you, or you can tell me."

The driver breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took the suitcase for her.

Ming Licheng and Ming Xiao are both at home.

Ming Xiao has been on vacation for the past few days. He is playing games in the living room with Erlang's legs crossed. Mingshuang grabs the handle, "How old are you, and you are still playing, can you be more mature?"

Ming Xiao was robbed of the handle by her, and his character fell to his death, but he wasn't angry. He stared at her with black eyes, and said lazily, "Yes, I'm naive and immature, why don't you care about your man?"

"He doesn't play games." Mingshuang said, "Doing housework at home, cooking for me, more clean than me, commuting to get off work on time, what else needs to be managed?"

Ming Xiao tutted, "So five good men, why did you dump him back then? Why didn't you fall in love with him and tie him together for the rest of your life?"

Mingshuang didn't answer yet, Ming Licheng came down from the second floor, "What can't be thrown away."

He saw Mingshuang, "You pack up, Xiao Zhao will arrive later."

...Ming Shuang lay down on the sofa when she heard the doorbell, the servant opened the door, and a young man came in.

It seems to be that little Zhao. She looks slightly younger than her, about 22 or 13 years old, about 1.82 meters, fair and thin.

Because not long after getting off the plane, Mingshuang was tired and didn't manage her manners much. She lay on the sofa like this, looking lazy, but couldn't hide her beauty. She is beautiful and dazzling, like flames and roses, as long as she is there, it will naturally attract anyone's attention.

Zhao Qianci's face flushed, "Miss Ming."

"I don't know if you remember me."

Ming Licheng was very kind and said to him, "I remember, my Mingshuang mentioned you to me several times."

Zhao Qianci blushed with excitement, looked at Ming Shuang, and then looked at Ming Licheng.

Mingshuang lay lazily on the sofa without saying a word.

On the other hand, Ming Xiao couldn't help but let out a laugh, which was extremely abrupt.

"Ming Xiao, what are you laughing at?" Ming Licheng said, "And just now, when I didn't go downstairs, what were you talking about, did Ming Shuang do something outside again?"

"Ask Mingshuang." Mingxiao said leisurely, "Uncle, are you sure you will be able to hug your grandson soon."

"Mingshuang!" Ming Licheng's face turned into a pig's liver color, "You..." In front of Xiao Zhao, he dared not continue to ask, for fear that Mingshuang did something indecent outside.

To the point of getting pregnant and giving birth to a child, Ming Shuang is absolutely unacceptable to be pregnant before marriage, and he is even more unacceptable to ask a mess of wild men to enter their Ming's door.

"That's not what you taught." Mingshuang said leisurely.

Ming Licheng was so angry that his fingers trembled, Xiao Zhao was at a loss, and Mingshuang said again, "Can't I have a boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend?" Ming Licheng's face became a little better, and then he asked, "Whose family is it? What's the boy's personality like?"

"…"

Mingshuang did not speak again.

This series of incidents happened between lightning and flint. Xiao Zhao was dumbfounded. He was originally a relatively shy and reserved character. He liked Mingshuang very much, and he also liked Ming's family.

Looking carefully at her temperament, Xiao Zhao looks okay, a tall, thin young boy with a handsome face. It seems that she knows the beauty of Ming Licheng. Mingshuang suddenly felt a little funny, and she sat on the sofa. , looked up at Xiao Zhao, and said sincerely, "I like you very much."

Xiao Zhao blushed and looked at her with bright eyes.

"However, for your own good." Mingshuang said gently, "I suggest you stay away from me."

She casually remembered that after An Yi went abroad, this person seemed to have really disappeared from the world, and even no longer released new songs. There was a lot of discussion on the Internet. Rumors said that he offended the capital boss and was banned.

Xiao Zhao left. Only the three Ming family were left in the living room.

Mingshuang turned the topic back to business, she went home for the company's business.

She showed Ming Licheng the company's running water and the new order contract of Jiaoyue last month.

Mingshuang didn't like Jinyi's Night Walk, but she did it, she just wanted to show it to everyone who didn't believe her.

Ming Licheng was silent, his eyes swept across the numbers.

Mingshuang said, "Dad, you are the person who has influenced me the most in my life."

"I want to thank you."

"Without your every right encouragement and encouragement, I definitely wouldn't be where I am today." Mingshuang raised her lips slightly, "You taught me the ideal attitude towards work and love."

"You made me full of motivation." Mingshuang said, the smile on her face had slowly disappeared, "When you are tired of studying or when your work is not going well, thinking of your words will make me full of motivation again. Motivate yourself to keep going."

"Mingshuang." Ming Licheng's voice was very tired, "Dad was wrong."

"Dad." Mingshuang's voice was very soft, "You didn't feel sorry for me. The person you are sorry for has already gone underground."

This mouthful of turbid air that lasted for more than ten years was spit out, but it was not as smooth as she imagined.

…

In the evening, Mingshuang called a car to leave, instead of returning to the Jiangjing Villa, he went to the hospital.

Jiang Huai went to the hospital today to review his eyes.

The two hadn't seen each other for several days, Jiang Huai was also very busy with work, and the time between the two often didn't match up. She thought of Jiang Huai's eyes, assuming it was really bad?

She rested her chin on her elbow, looking at the rapidly regressing street scene outside the window, thinking about their Jiang family, it seemed that they really had this kind of gene and fate, and each one of them would never live forever. The fortune-teller said that she was born rich, and if Jiang Huai could get something good from her, it would also be his blessing.

Jiang Huai had just walked out of the consultation room, he was very eye-catching, slender, with a protruding appearance, and Huang Ji was behind him.

Mingshuang watched secretly, and suddenly thought, from An Yi to Zhao Qianci, everyone else seemed to think that she liked Jiang Huai's type, but why, in the end, was Jiang Huai by her side? Just because he looks better than them all?

Even Jiang Huai himself, to some extent, may feel that way.

"Frost?" He turned to her.

Mingshuang reached out and waved in front of him, "Are your eyes okay?"

Jiang Huai pursed his lips slightly, but Huang Ji couldn't hide his excitement, "The doctor said that the operation was a success, and Mr. Jiang's eyes should be fine, now you can see the shimmer and outline, and in a month, you will be able to All right."

"Oh." Mingshuang looked at him, "Then why are you so unhappy?"

Seeing Jiang Huai's wink, Huang Ji consciously left first, leaving only the two of them.

Mingshuang couldn't help laughing. She smiled beautifully, with a small smile on her side cheeks, "So impatient?"

He had already wrapped his arms around her waist, pressed her into his arms, and sniffed the ends of her hair deeply, "Shuangshuang."

I haven't seen him in such a long time, and I haven't seen him.

Of course, Jiang Huai couldn't say such a thing. He also knew that he was getting more and more excessive, and even asked her to have him in her heart and give him status.

"You meant to come back yesterday."

Mingshuang said, "I went to Tanzhe Temple."

Jiang Huai went to university in Jingzhou for four years. The first internship was also in Jingzhou, and she was more familiar with Jingzhou.

Is she going to seek marriage or peace?

"If you want marriage." Mingshuang said slowly.

"Donor Jiang, why don't you come and beg me directly." She looked at him with a smile on her lips.

"Shuangshuang, please." He was kind.

She just laughed, didn't say good, and didn't give it to him.

He couldn't help coming over to ask for a kiss, and found her lips exactly. They hadn't seen each other for so long, as if they had ignited a depressing fire. Jiang Huai was more enthusiastic than usual, and there was still a half-point of the cold little fairy before.

Especially when covering those eyes. Mingshuang stroked his side face, "Jiang Huai."

"Go home," she said.

…

The Mingshuang mansion was cleaned up and the indoor central air conditioner had started to operate.

The temperature of the hot spring water is just right, Jiang Huai can't see it, and only occasionally can see the vague outline. Her delicate and white arms are raised from the water to caress the corners of his eyes.

In the dense steam room, Jiang Huai closed his eyes, his eyelashes were thick and long like crow feathers, stained with a little bit of dampness. His skin was extremely white, but his eyebrows and eyelashes were all black, and his eyes were also very dark, as if they were not stained with impurities.

"Get well soon." Mingshuang said.

His eyelashes fluttered and he didn't speak.

"Jiang Huai, what are you thinking about?" Mingshuang is a straight talker, "Stop thinking about it."

"Do you still like being blind?"

"I don't like it," he whispered.

"Shuangshuang, I had a dream yesterday." His voice was a little hoarse, "I dreamed about the night of my eighteenth birthday, but you didn't come, I was the only one."

"Originally, I didn't think there was anything." He was used to being alone.

"However, in the dream at that time, I felt that something was missing." It was very uncomfortable, as if a piece was missing in his heart, which made him extremely painful and could not relieve it.

She broke into his life, made him understand, and then messed up his heart.

But Jiang Huai didn't regret it, and never regretted a minute or a second.

Mingshuang didn't speak, she looked at him through the dense water vapor, and then responded to him, her fingers were warm and slender, with the familiar touch and the softness of the water waves, Jiang Huai's body froze instantly.

A heart full of holes and scars was soaked in warm spring water and repaired little by little, and the depths of his spiritual residence seemed to be shaking with satisfaction.

…

Mingshuang brushed her hair and put the blow dryer back.

"Meow." The raccoon cat jumped down from the bedroom on the second floor, its tail was high, and bumped into Jiang Huai. He had just washed clean, black hair and white skin. The raccoon cat jumped into Jiang Huai's arms and found a Sit comfortably.

A man, a cat, Mingshuang's possessions list.

The raccoon cat was wearing a collar with her name on it, and this man... he took the initiative to put on shackles and bound himself for her.

She looked at Jiang Huai, "Shuangshuang." But she saw Jiang Huai turned to her, her white cheeks were still slightly red. In the intimacy just now, it was the first time he had received such treatment from her.

Before, he felt that he was unworthy and told her to leave him alone. However, Jiang Huai was still a young man of his proper age after all, and his body was honest. Mingshuang was really kind to him. He couldn't see it, but he could feel it from her movements.

He liked it very much, and he quickly indulged in it. He began to experience and enjoy the happiness she brought him a little bit jerkily. After so many years of abstinence, he began to face his own instincts.

Mingshuang glanced at him, just about to say something, Jiang Huai had already let go of the cat.

He took her in his arms, and his slender fingers took the initiative to entangle her ten fingers.

From the age of eighteen they met, to today's Jiang Huai, he was originally a cold and pure white, but she left a strong color and dyed him into what he is today.

"Shuangshuang, what are you thinking?" Jiang Huai was so sensitive, he had noticed it, bit her ear tip, calling her attention back to him.

"Are you thinking of other men?" he asked softly.

"I'm thinking of the old you." Mingshuang said. It reminded me of Jiang Huai, who was eighteen years old.

"You like him more?" Jiang Huai said. Mingshuang twisted heavily on his waist, Jiang Huai didn't move, the cold fragrance he was familiar with lightly covered him, the breath fell on her ear, and she prayed, "I just want me, okay?"

The author says:

The neuropathy Xiaohuai has to eat his own vinegar.

Xiaohuai in this chapter shows us what it means to be arrogant and arrogant.

Twenty red envelopes~~

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