Gong Jiaming looked at the village fading into the distance, "Will we co again next year?"
This place is really fun, which makes Gong Jiaming truly happy.
But it’s not without regrets. Gong Jiaming’s regret is, "I originally thought I could learn skiing."
Previously, he heard Gong Ruwen say skiing is quite easy, so Gong Jiaming naturally made a grand wish that he must learn it.
Unexpectedly, picking it up is so difficult, "By the way, Ni Zi, do you know how?"
"I do." Gong Ruini yawned, after staying up late the day before yesterday, although she didn’t sleep too late yesterday, she still felt a bit tired. Staying up late really is unbearable.
Could she? Gong Jiaming didn’t believe it. If Ni Zi does, why didn’t she show it?
Not believing? Gong Ruini couldn’t care less whether Gong Jiaming believed or not. Anyway, she would showcase her skills next year, provided she could have a lighter pair of skis.
"My sister does, I heard my brother ntion it." Gong Ruzhi was unhappy that Gong Jiaming didn’t believe his sister’s words and was quite angry.
"Once our own Hot Spring Villa is built next year, we’ll go skiing together." Gong Ruzhi generously extended an invitation to Gong Jiaming and the others.
Ah, their own Hot Spring Villa? Gong Jiaxin was dizzy upon hearing this. Previously, they were striving to develop back ho, thinking the developnt was already good. Unexpectedly, it was beyond comparison.
"You built it yourselves?" Gong Jiaxin really didn’t know how to react, always feeling that with every little progress she and her siblings made, Ni Zi and her group made a leap forward.
"Well, otherwise why would Brother Xuran co here?" Gong Ruzhi initially resented Zhao Xuran, feeling like he stole his sister away.
But later he found out that Brother Xuran was actually studying here sincerely.
Why study here? Isn’t it for making money? That definitely made Gong Ruzhi happy.
Sigh, Gong Jiaming and his group really weren’t taking this seriously. Upon hearing Gong Ruzhi ntion it again, they realized it should be part of the plan, or perhaps the villa would be built by the end of the year.
"I’m curious if there will be fruit trees?" Gong Jiaxin eagerly anticipated this.
"Of course, otherwise it would be too monotonous." Why plant trees if not fruit trees? You can enjoy the green leaves while eating the fruits.
In a few years, even if you plant the tree, if you want to move or prune the large branches, you must get approval from the relevant departnts, or else it’s illegal.
Given this, Gong Ruini certainly prefers planting fruit trees rather than cutting trees for furniture.
Speaking of furniture, Gong Ruini suddenly rembered sothing—whether she could plant so valuable trees in the space.
Her father’s craftsmanship was becoming increasingly refined, and if they had good wood, Gong Zhuang could personally craft a set of furniture, which could be an heirloom.
Not surprisingly, Gong Jiaxin questioned Gong Ruini all the way about the Hot Spring Villa’s situation and shared her experience of soaking in the hot springs this ti.
Initially, she viewed it as a custor but didn’t voice her opinions to avoid upsetting Zhao Xuran.
Now that she knew they were seeking experience, she certainly pointed out the deficiencies she observed.
Gong Ruini thought she had observed thoroughly, not expecting Gong Jiaxin had seen even more deficiencies. She imdiately took out a pen.
"Slow down, slow down." Gong Ruini obviously didn’t want them to make the sa mistakes there.
On the way back, Gong Ruini and the others continually sought opinions, while Zhao Guangran’s heart had already returned to Beijing.
He spent the entire journey pondering how he should et Cao Na, uncertain if she would co to pick him up today.
She should et him, right? After all these days apart, wouldn’t she feel anxious?
Zhao Guangran considered how to express his excitent to Cao Na. Also, discussing the engagent with the Cao Family was on his agenda.
As for his family, although they ntioned it briefly that day, his parents didn’t express many opinions. Since the engagent and wedding ceremony would be paid by him, shouldn’t his opinions take precedence?
However, with an early engagent now, he couldn’t be sure if the Cao family would agree since initially they seed to suggest acting low-key.
Zhao Guangran wouldn’t suggest making it extravagant, but since they had a wedding, shouldn’t his and Cao Na’s wedding also be a proper one? Sadly, the Cao family’s handling was a bit dictatorial, and despite feeling uncomfortable, Zhao Guangran couldn’t help but endure due to his genuine liking for Cao Na.
One must know that missing out ans missing money, as his family’s business friends are not stingy, and just missing out on this is indeed regrettable.
Zhao Guangran’s ideas were fine, but upon returning to Beijing and searching all around, he couldn’t find Cao Na, which made him anxious.
"Dad, I’m going to find Nana." Not even caring to set down his luggage, Zhao Guangran hurriedly went to find Cao Na.
Zhao Guangran worried that Cao Na had encountered so trouble, otherwise, how could she not co to et him? Was she angry at him?
Zhao Gang watched his son rushing off, looking displeased, "Could he be planning to discuss the engagent with the Cao family?"
Now Zhao Gang was also accustod to his son’s habit of deciding matters himself. Even letting you know in advance was already a courtesy. As for the rest, you just wait for him to make the decision.
"It’s normal." Zhan Jing was also gradually adjusting herself, "Maybe in the future when our son gets married, we just have to attend, and as for the rest, we don’t need to do anything."
Zhao Xuran acts more sensibly, often seeking his parents’ opinions, but with his own ideas and persistence.
No need to worry about these things, as Zhao Gang, initially a bit depressed, suddenly brightened. These days, the preparations and rules for weddings were trendously troubleso, and being a father when you are dissatisfied, all you can do is endure.
Gong Ruini passed by and overheard, couldn’t help but think Zhan Jing and her husband were quite remarkable, feeling it’s a good thing they can’t fully take charge of their son’s wedding.
Gong Ruini could only hope what Zhan Jing said was true, or else if Zhan Jing puts on airs as a mother-in-law, she’d have to endure.
Gong Ruini wasn’t overly worried about Zhan Jing. Soon she would beco busy, and when she could catch her breath, she’d add more tasks.
For instance, the skincare products everyone had been discussing—a topic Gong Ruini would continually keep an eye on Zhan Jing about. Even if they’re dostic products, there’s nothing wrong with them at all—there are good things.
"What’s up?" Zhao Xuran already moved their belongings into the respective courtyards and noticed Gong Ruini still standing there absentmindedly, feeling curious.
"No, nothing really." Gong Ruini hooked her arm around Zhao Xuran’s and quickly changed the subject.
"Ho feels more comfortable, although there’s no hot spring, there are books to read."
"And the food at ho is better." The stuff there was indeed fresh, especially the lamb, but the chefs’ skills there weren’t great.
Gong Ruini thought maybe those chefs could be trained a bit, or else they would attract many people.
A vast expanse of white was a great playground for children and a paradise for adults to skate and ski.
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