"No, I don't want to. I want to stand in the sea of people, listen to everyone's enthusiastic cheers for you, watch you being loved and liked by so many people, yet you sing love songs to me alone. I want to be secretly selfish for once."
"That's a good idea."
"That's right, Jiang Yiyu, when can you hold a concert? I want to listen to it tomorrow."
Jiang Yiyu let go of her hand and rubbed her hair lovingly: "Think whatever you want, it's time to go to bed now."
He stood up and stretched. Song Shengsheng stood up with him, took a bottle of water from the table, and then the two walked back to the tent together.
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In mid-July, the designer Song Shengsheng had hired to rebuild Mingyuan sent her the first version of the design. She dragged Jiang Yiyu to look at it. Jiang Yiyu glanced at it and lazily leaned back on the sofa: "As long as you like it."
Song Shengsheng looked at it carefully for a while and asked Jiang Yiyu, "Does this picture look like the Ming Garden you remember?"
"There's no need to pursue uniformity. You are the current owner of Mingyuan, and it should suit your preferences." Jiang Yiyu looked up at the wall clock. He picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and switched to the agricultural program that he watched every day.
Song Shengsheng heard the TV, looked up, and frowned: "If you love farming so much, why not flatten all the houses in Mingyuan and turn the garden into a whole piece of land. You can plant whatever you want and I won't care about you anymore!"
Jiang Yiyu smiled lazily and said, "Really? That's great! I'll go order the rapeseed online later."
"You really dare to think so!" Song Shengsheng hit his arm hard: "Jiang Yiyu, Mingyuan belongs to both of us, can you also pay a little attention to it?"
"Hey, come here, let me see what's going on." He put down the remote control, leaned closer, pretended to look at the picture seriously, hummed a few times in a deep voice, and said, "Let me take a look..."
"What?"
"Let me see," he turned to meet her gaze, cupped her face, and smiled suddenly, "I think this picture is very good!"
Song Shengsheng was completely speechless, with a nameless anger burning in her heart. The more she looked at Jiang Yiyu's playful appearance, the angrier she became. Finally, she couldn't help it. She grabbed his wrist, and when he was not paying attention, she grabbed his arm with her other hand, quickly stood up, twisted it hard, and captured Jiang Yiyu, pinning him down on the sofa.
Jiang Yiyu laughed and groaned a few times, then quickly waved his hands: "My dear, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me this time."
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