Hidden Beauty in the Dark: The CEO's Secret Lover

Chapter 202 Don't Be Afraid, I'm Here 2
Jian Qingyin hastily stretched out her hands to catch the little guy who was crawling into her arms. The young couple laughed happily, and even the corners of Ji Weiran's mouth curled up slightly, obviously in a good mood.

Jian Qingyin invited the young couple and their family to have lunch with them, and they happily agreed.

There is a layer of plastic film on the ground, and a thick layer of paper is placed on the film, on which there are hand-roasted lamb and the unique drink of the ranch, goat milk.

It's different from eating in a restaurant. When there are more people, it becomes lively.

The food is also very delicious when it is eaten in the mouth.

The little guy ate very happily, his mouth was full of oil, and his light blue eyes were full of satisfaction.

Jian Qingyin's thoughts began to be in a trance, and she subconsciously put her hand on her stomach again.

Seeing her action, Ji Weiran asked with concern, "What's wrong? Is your stomach hurting again?"

Jian Qingyin forced a smile and changed the subject.

After lunch, when we parted, the young father insisted on using the AA system for expenses, and Jian Qingyin and Ji Weiran did not refuse.They know that Western countries pay great attention to this detail.

Ji Weiran glanced at the time, the location of the next project was not far from the ranch, so he rushed over with Jian Qingyin.

There are countless colorful hot air balloons floating in the sky, which is a vigorous scene.

It wasn't until the hot air balloon floated high in the sky that Jian Qingyin came back to his senses, with disbelief still in his eyes.

In the line of sight, the ground became farther and farther away, and the scenery on the ground became more and more blurred, but the outline of the surrounding mountain peaks gradually became clearer.There is a solid floor under her feet, but she always feels unsteady, as if she is stepping on cotton.

Jian Qingyin was a little nervous, tightly clasped Ji Weiran's arm, and refused to let go for a long time.

Ji Weiran comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Just a few simple words, but for no reason, relieved Jian Qingyin's tension a bit, and calmed down her flustered heart.

Riding a hot air balloon and flying a plane are two very different feelings.

The plane is closed, and the scenery outside seems very close, but it is actually far away from you.

The hot air balloon is different, everything you can touch is real, even the coolness in the air is real, because the wind is really blowing on your face.

Feeling strangely settled down, Jian Qingyin didn't think about the height they were at now, and focused all her attention on admiring the beautiful scenery.

At high altitude, you can clearly see the shape of Lake Wakatipu outlined by the mountains.

It was originally a round lake, but it seemed to be squeezed into a long and narrow shape by the mountains. There were several creases in the middle. Seen from the sky, it looked like a lightning bolt splitting the mountains.

The beautifully designed villas are dotted among the mountains, adding a bit of lively atmosphere to the quiet mountains.

The place believes in Christianity. Looking at the past, you can see the sharp tops of many buildings. The snow-white walls are hidden among the green trees. They are elegant and dignified, like a lady who came out of a European castle, exuding calmness and calmness. The verve, and with a distant breath.

As the hot air balloon moves slowly, the magnificent landscape slides by.

Even for a few seconds, the place where the hot air balloon stopped was so close to the mountain peak, so close that Jian Qingyin could reach the branches extending from the trees on the rock wall as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The wind swayed them slightly, and the whole hot air balloon was controlled by humans, leading Jian Qingyin and Ji Weiran to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Queenstown from a high altitude.

The hot air balloon sometimes lands and sometimes soars.

When it landed, Jian Qingyin could clearly feel the coolness of the lake, and when it was high, she could see the white snow beneath her feet.

Suddenly, her eyes fixed on a place in the distance.

The dense black dots, I couldn't see what they were, they kept moving.

Ji Weiran saw the curiosity in her eyes, and motioned for the master to take them there.

When I got close, I realized that those black dots were actually people, and they moved because they were gliding on the snow.

The postures are ever-changing, with willfulness.

Jian Qingyin saw with his own eyes a person falling straight down from the top of the mountain, and the falling angle was almost straight.

Her eyes stared intently, and her heart also lifted up.

This...is too dangerous.

However, when she saw that person stopped steadily, Jian Qingyin also heaved a sigh of relief, as if she was the one standing on the snowboard and sliding down.

Hot air balloons can't get close to the natural ski resort, they can only watch from a distance.

"Jane, I will take you to try it tomorrow too?"

Jian Qingyin wanted to refuse, but another longing surged in her heart.

The feeling of sliding down from the top of the mountain must be very exciting. After thinking about it, she nodded.

After leaving the natural ski resort, Jian Qingyin saw many exciting activities along the way.

Bungee jumping, white water rafting, jet boating, everything must be adventurous enough to dare to try.

"Don't worry, I will take you to experience it one by one in the next time." Ji Weiran's gentle voice sounded beside her ears, making her heart move slightly.

I took a hot air balloon tour for half a day and enjoyed every corner of Queenstown.

When stepping on the solid ground when getting off the hot air balloon, Jian Qingyin still felt that her whole body was still shaking, which was obviously the sequelae of long-term riding in a hot air balloon.

After playing for a day, Jian Qingyin's face became tired.

Ji Weiran took Jian Qingyin back to the hotel by Lake Wakatipu.

Too tired from playing, Jian Qingyin soon fell asleep.

Sitting by the bed, Ji Weiran looked at her peaceful sleeping face, obedient and supple, and felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

Outside the window, the night was thick, and the wind rustled the leaves, which sounded like whispers between lovers.

He tucked her in the quilt and walked out of the room gently.When I came back, I already had a box of stomach medicine in my hand.

He put the stomach medicine on the bedside table, kissed her forehead lightly, then left and went back to his room.

When I got out of the shower, I found my phone was vibrating on the table.

While wiping his hair with a towel, he walked over and picked up his phone.

On the screen, Meng Xiu's avatar was beating.

"Meng Xiaoxiu." His voice became lighter subconsciously.

However, Meng Xiu hesitated, "Brother Ji, the results of the American appraisal agency have come out."

Ji Weiran said, "Say it."

"The two specimens are 99% similar."

Ji Weiran's thinking paused for a few seconds.When he spoke again, his voice became deep, "In other words, he is really Gu Shanglu, not Su Weian?"

Meng Xiu had some doubts, "Brother Ji, are you sure your people didn't mistake the specimen?"

Ji Weiran said, "There's no mistake, all the people I send are trustworthy."

Meng Xiu wondered, "What's going on? There shouldn't be any problems on the American side. I've been watching it myself."

Ji Weiran pondered, "It seems that I underestimated the complexity of the situation."

If Gu Shanglu is not Su Weian, then what are the signs of "he is Su Weian" that he showed?Was he deliberately appearing to mislead them?Or the real Su Weian is dead, and as a good friend, he came back to "revenge" Jian Qingyin?

However, he also carefully studied his "confession" on TV. If he was just Gu Shanglu, how could he be so clear about the details between Jian Qingyin and Su Weian?Even the details are perfect?If he wasn't Su Weian, how could Jian Qingyin be so determined to leave him and be with him?Even agreed to a marriage proposal?
Ji Weiran frowned tightly.

Throwing the phone aside, he took out the red wine from the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass of wine, walked to the window, opened the heavy curtains, watched the lights on the lake outside, the light in his eyes became darker and darker.

(End of this chapter)