C17 Special design

Zhong Zhen had absolutely no idea how conflicted he was in his heart at the moment, and was even slowly talking about what the Xia Ying here could do. Xia Ying absent-mindedly looked out the window, her surroundings did not have any beautiful scenery. Thinking of his hand, she still couldn't help but ask if it was better.

"It's fine, don't worry."

"You're thinking too much. I'm just afraid that you'll blame it on me."

Zhong Zhen chuckled softly. He didn't know what she was feeling awkward about, but he felt that it was very good. The way the two of them were getting along with each other was also slowly changing.

It was actually like a dream. Previously, he had only been quietly observing her, but now, he was sitting beside her like this. "It can't help but be a little unreal." You'll love it there. "

When they arrived at the farm, it was exactly noon, but Xia Ying felt a little tired. Thinking about the time difference, she took her to the bedroom upstairs. The room's layout was very simple, Xia Ying went to the bathroom to wash her face and look at the nice bathtub, so she decided to take a bath first before going to sleep.

There was no need to be courteous to him. Thus, he put out hot water and went out to look for Zhong Zhen, to see if there were any clothes.

Zhong Zhen found an unworn shirt in the wardrobe and gave it to Xia Ying, "I'll bring this clothes to you when I come over tonight. Wear mine first. "

Regardless of how cold and proud Xia Ying's personality was, she was still embarrassed by his words to the point that she didn't know what to say. I'll just rest by myself. What are you doing here at night? " Xia Ying took the clothes from Zhong Zhen's hands.

He knew that she was feeling shy. "I also need to sleep at night."

"We don't have to be here."

"I wish I hadn't slept in this room." Zhong Zhen smiled craftily, and quietly went closer.

Xia Ying pushed him away with his palm and turned around to enter the bathroom. When he came out again, Zhong Zhen had already brought some food out and was sitting on the sofa looking at the project, waiting for her, "Okay? Eat something before you sleep. "

Xia Ying did not expect him to still be here, for her height, the shirt was too short, her white long legs were exposed, her hair was wet, holding onto a towel, she did not dare move too big while wiping her hair. Using a shirt as a skirt, was simply too short.

Zhong Zhen looked up, and it was hard to retract his gaze. Thinking about how he had just become her assistant, the shadow outside the bathroom associated with the person in front of him who was wearing a shirt right now, and he felt like he was going to spurt blood from his nose.

"What are you looking at? The door is over there." Xia Ying could neither hide nor hide, she could only pretend to be calm and chase them out.

Zhong Zhen kept his notebook and placed it on the sofa, then walked towards Xia Ying. Xia Ying stared at him and glanced at his hands, which were now only covered with wounds, they were bandaged very well, and were many times better than the one she had bandaged before.

As Zhong Zhen got closer, he took a step forward. Xia Ying took a step back, and in the end, reached in front of the cabinet.

Zhong Zhen went around her and picked up a hair dryer, "I'll take this. You'll catch a cold if you don't blow your hair dry. " Xia Ying gnashed her teeth, she had been tricked again.

Zhong Zhen ignored Xia Ying's order to leave, and instead led her to sit on the sofa, and pushed his food by his side. Then he picked up the hairdryer and blew her hair.

Xia Ying felt that it would be a little boring to continue acting pretentious this time, so she quietly ate the food. Zhong Zhen gently blew at Xia Ying's hair, making it warm. At first, it was fine, but after filling her stomach, she felt a sense of tiredness.

Zhong Zhen had dried all his hair for Xia Ying, and when he saw her, she had already fallen into a deep slumber.

He admired the beautiful scenery before him, and while he was still able to control himself, he picked her up and put her on the bed. After covering himself with the blanket, he closed the curtains and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner just right.

It had been more than five years since they bought this place from the start. If it was about their dreams at first, then right now, it seemed more like a story that Zhong Zhen was unwilling to tell.

"Mr. Xue." Mary came out from the kitchen.

Mary and his husband were both Chinese. Although Zhong Zhen was a Frenchman with only a quarter of Chinese blood, he had grown up in China, and when he returned to France six years ago, he was still not used to it. That was why his mother hired Mary and his wife to take care of her.

Afterwards, when they bought the farm, Zhong Zhen naturally told the couple how to take care of it.

"Auntie, in the future, don't call me Mr. Xue or Zhong Zhen here. Don't forget. Also, she's called Xia Ying, after she wakes up, prepare some food and bring her around for a walk. Don't wake her up right now. " Zhong Zhen left after saying all these.

He didn't go to the company, instead, he went to the villa where his senior and his team's software was developed. Everyone was doing the finishing touches, there was going to be a test later and the research and development results would be revealed soon.

Initially, he had studied software programming, but after studying business management from his father every day, he slowly became a waste. As for his own achievements in software, he didn't think much of it and didn't think much of giving it up.

"You're here?"

"Hm, how is it?"

"It went smoothly. However, based on the current situation, it's very likely that I'll be able to achieve a breakthrough in my original goal."

Hearing Master say that, Zhong Zhen's heart calmed down, "That's good, the performance will be tomorrow. "Thank you everyone."

"It's only right to work with money." His senior brother is called Ning Hao, Zhong Zhen then said, "After this matter is over, I still want to stay in China, are you interested in coming to my company?"

"What, the development of Snow League towards the Internet?"

"I have this plan and I want to open up a new door. The game market seems to be the better choice." Ye Xiu said.

"You don't have much talent in programming, but you have a unique business vision."

"So we are definitely compatible."

There were too many things to do at the lecture, so Zhong Zhen did not rush back to the farm in time. Dinner was served at the company.

After waking up in the afternoon, he had a taste of Mary's cooking skills. The dinner was even better, Mary cooked a Chinese cuisine specially using the organic vegetables grown on the farm. The two chatted happily as they ate.

"How does Miss Xia know him … Bell... Mr. Zhong? "

"I met him at work."

"So that's how it is. Usually, Mr. Zhong does not talk too much and he smiles less, but it's different when he meets the Miss Xia." After saying that, he looked at Xia Ying with a smile.

"Have you been working here?" He couldn't help but change the topic.

"Yes, when Mr. Zhong bought this place, I took care of it. My husband also worked here, so we will stay here for the night." As he spoke, he pointed to a small house not far away. It was much smaller, but also very beautiful.

"Do you want to go out later? There's a glass room over there. It's beautiful at night. "

Xia Ying nodded in agreement. After the two of them ate dinner, Mary tidied up the kitchen and waited for her in the courtyard. Only then did Xia Ying have the time to look around the farm.

He had grown up in a small city, with streets, alleys, and fields filled with this kind of smell. For a moment, he had an illusion.

"It's cooler at night. Wear a coat." Mary took Zhong Zhen's clothes and walked over, but did not bring his own, for the Miss Xia to wear. He only brought Zhong Zhen's clothes which were more suitable, and said: It is for Mr. Zhong.

Xia Ying put on her jacket and walked towards the flower room with Mary. The lights on the side of the road were not very bright, and they stepped on the soft grass along the way. Xia Ying really liked it here. Every time she came to France, whether it was for work or for sightseeing, she would always be the most special and happiest.

When they arrived at the flower room, Xia Ying waited for Mary to light the lamp and stand in the midst of the cool breeze. Then the lights were turned on from the inside to the outside. It was hard to describe how she felt. It was like when she was young, he opened the music box and saw a beautiful scene.

The glass window reflected the light outside, and the dimmer light inside, matched well. Mary opened the door and let Xia Ying enter first.

This made her think of the road that White Dragon had taken when she had watched Miyazaki's "Thousand Chance".

It was truly beautiful. Even the fragrance seemed to have been meticulously concocted. It was strong yet not pungent. In the center of the glass room was a round wooden table. The crystal lamp on the table reflected the chandelier that fell from the dome of the room. The broken crystal ornaments reflected the fragmented light. It was all so beautiful.

"Actually, everything on the farm was designed by Mr. Zhong. This greenhouse has been modified many times to become like this."

"He has a lot of ideas."

"Yes, Mr. Zhong was very diligent at first, but after he was done, he wasn't that attentive anymore. It has been a year or so." Seeing that Xia Ying was still in a daze, she said, "The weather has been good recently, there are still some flowers on the farm, I can go and take a look tomorrow."

Xia Ying nodded her head, "Has he brought people here before?"

"You mean Mr. Zhong? That's not true. When we designed it, we said that it was a gift for someone else. But many years have passed since then, but no one has come." After Mary finished speaking, he realized that he had probably said the wrong thing, and immediately added on, "Miss Xia is still the first."

Of course Xia Ying wouldn't be so naive to think that this was a gift to him. She was only envious of Zhong Zhen, yet he actually prepared such a unique and exquisite gift for a person. That person must be very important in her heart.

He immediately lost his interest and said, "Hmm, it's getting late. "Let's go."

"Alright." After returning home, he went to sleep early. Zhong Zhen did not receive his call. Zhong Zhen had to call Mary to know that she had rested.

"What? Bringing a beauty here, are you still working overtime at the company tonight?"

Zhong Zhen looked at Odile who was leaning on the doorframe, "Why are you here so late?"

"I came to see if you're really addicted to sex. Fortunately, it's not too serious, and you still know how to prepare for tomorrow's performance."

"Is sarcasm your pleasure?" Zhong Zhen stared at the computer, he did not see her, but his heart was filled with depression. Even if she were to come over, he wouldn't care that much. Sad.

She then went to the tea room and brought out a cup of coffee, placing it in front of Zhong Zhen. "Wake up."

"Why? Why is it so tight? Can't you drink the coffee the other ladies brought over?"

This time, Zhong Zhen raised his head, looked at her, took the cup of coffee and took a sip, "That's enough, go back and rest." Zhong Zhen didn't understand what she was feeling uncomfortable about. He thought that with the temper of the young miss, he would be able to deal with him as he pleased.