Jiang Yanyuan smiled and said, "Maybe she can't do anything."
"By the way, what's your name?" The boss didn't bother with the question and asked again.
"My last name is Jiang. Jiang Yanyuan."
"Oh, Mr. Jiang, I see you're quite wealthy. Why don't you check the gender of the baby? Many people here check the gender of the baby when it's four or five months old. If it's a boy, we keep it. If it's a girl—" the boss continued, "We're still quite feudal here, and everyone places more emphasis on gender. You rich people place even more emphasis on gender. You always have to leave someone to inherit the family business. Do you want a boy or a girl?"
"It doesn't matter. Everything is fine." Jiang Yanyuan said again.
As long as it's hers, it's all good.
The boss smiled again and signed each page of the document.
The two of them were sitting on a stone table in the yard, under a big tree.
Last time, Jiang Yanyuan was sitting here and chatting with the proprietress. He thought this place was particularly nice and wanted to stay here tonight.
"Is there a place to stay here tonight?" Jiang Yanyuan asked.
"Yes. They're all empty. There's no one here now, no one to eat with, and no one to stay with. It'll be nice to have some company," the boss said. "If you're staying here, don't forget to spread the word among your friends. I bet everyone in your circle is as wealthy as you."
Jiang Yanyuan smiled again and said, "Give me some good photos you took later and I'll promote you."
"Okay. It's dusty and rainy all day long now, so it's hard to take good photos. These photos of mine were taken before the event, and every frame seems to have a built-in filter. You can stay here tonight and experience it yourself." The boss promoted happily.
The boss looked at Qiao Shiyu's ID card and asked, "Why, Miss Qiao, after marrying you, hasn't your household registration been transferred to your name yet?"
"Not yet. Maybe she likes her rural household registration."
The boss just said "Oh" and didn't ask any further questions.
The proprietress had been in the house doing something unknown. When she heard someone talking in the yard, she came out and asked, "Who's here?"
The boss was looking at the contract when he casually said, "Ms. Qiao's husband, Mr. Jiang."
"Oh, last time I only knew that you were Miss Qiao's husband, but didn't know your last name was Jiang. Come, have some tea. Since you are here, why don't you stay here for a few days." The proprietress came over with a kettle, ready to sit under the tree for another day.
"Mr. Jiang said earlier that we can't stay any longer and want to stay here for a few days." The boss casually agreed to the boss's wife.
The proprietress was delighted. "That's great, but Miss Qiao is already seven or eight months pregnant. Are you okay? Pregnant women have a very hard time."
"It should be-it should be fine." Jiang Yanyuan said.
Anyway, she spent so many days and nights alone.
He had only slept with her once, and knew that she would get up in the middle of the night to fan herself, making it difficult for him to sleep well.
Jiang Yanyuan suddenly felt very guilty because he had missed so many things.
"You men just don't know how to feel sorry for women. Women are strong because they are forced to do so by men," the proprietress said again.
Jiang Yanyuan smiled again.
I am in a good mood today on the mountain. It feels like a paradise here.
Lying on the bed at night, it is not as noisy as in Fengcheng. It feels very quiet and the night is very cool.
Admit it, Jiang Yanyuan, you stay, but you want to hear the phrase "Miss Qiao's husband" a few more times.
All the sayings that it is quiet here and that it is better than Fengcheng are just excuses.
People here go to bed at eight or nine o'clock. Jiang Yanyuan lay on the bed, unable to sleep.
Usually, Jiang Yanyuan goes to bed at 11 o'clock.
Thinking of what his boss said today, Jiang Yanyuan thought, I should post it on WeChat Moments.
The boss sent him a lot of pictures today, and he found a lot of beautiful ones and posted them.
He also wrote: Tonight, I will stay overnight in Songshan, just for one sentence——
Below is the picture.
If an ordinary person posted a message like this on their Moments, at most only a few people would like it, after all, there wouldn't even be a human in sight.
If he had only posted the picture without saying that sentence, others would have just liked it.
Mr. Jiang has a lot of friends in his circle, and they are all super rich people.
Soon, there were more than 10,000 likes and comments.
Jiang Yanyuan usually doesn’t post on WeChat Moments and rarely reads them.
After this post was published, many people who wanted to praise Jiang Yanyuan naturally responded by saying, "I can't believe President Jiang's first post on WeChat Moments was about this. Just one more question: what statement made President Jiang move to Songshan?"
There are many, many comments with the same content, and everyone wants to know what Jiang Yanyuan left behind.
Jiang Yanyuan didn't wake up, he fell asleep.
It was not until the next day that Qiao Shiyu saw this circle of friends.
Jiang Yanyuan’s circle of friends is actually promoting Songshan, and it seems that there are quite a lot of people commenting.
Because Qiao Shiyu saw several people she knew commenting on it, everyone was particularly interested in Jiang Yanyuan’s post on WeChat Moments.
Qiao Shiyu did not comment, there was no need.
But deep down, she was grateful to Jiang Yanyuan. Jiang Yanyuan's public opinion would definitely pave a particularly good foundation for selling the house in the future.
Qiao Shiyu also wanted to know what words made him stay.
But she didn't, and Jiang Yanyuan didn't reply to the relevant people in his comments.
When Jiang Yanyuan woke up, it was already ten o'clock. He was sleeping in the mountains and was sleeping soundly.
I got up in the morning and ate at the stone table under the big locust tree in the courtyard.
"Mr. Jiang, how did you sleep last night?" asked the boss.
"Good."
"I think it's a good idea. Please tell Miss Qiao that we didn't treat her husband unfairly," said the proprietress.
"Indeed not." Jiang Yanyuan answered and smiled. He looked very handsome when he smiled.
He is very handsome, and his smile is a bit cold on normal days, but at this moment, he is mostly showing warm emotions.
"Mr. Jiang, don't forget to promote me." The boss said again.
"I sent it yesterday, add me on WeChat."
"Really?" The boss wiped his hands hurriedly and checked Jiang Yanyuan's WeChat.
After reading this, the boss was also puzzled, "Boss Jiang, did we say something inappropriate yesterday? What was it about?"
Jiang Yanyuan shook his head mysteriously.
The secret that he is not Qiao Shiyu's husband should be kept secret from them.
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