Jing Tuo picked up the building blocks that Si Qing put together, and Jing Chen didn't allow anyone to destroy what Si Qing had made, so he snatched them over. It's getting more and more curious. After leaving home, Jing Yu came to Jing Chen's exhibition hall, where there were many craftsmen's works. Standing here, his heart was suddenly touched. Part of calligraphy and painting, and as the Jing family, I did very little.

Si Qing was on a business trip and called Jing Chen. Jing Chen answered the phone and didn't know what to say. He just said that the plums were ripe. Si Qing thought it was him who wanted to eat red bayberries, so he bought a box cruelly and looked at the price on the receipt. , distressed for a long time. She doesn't like to eat it herself, but since Jing Chen wants to eat it, she buys it for him. Jingchen took a photo of Meizi and posted it on Moments. Yunpian saw his Moments while drinking at a bar, and mistakenly thought that Jingchen missed the time when he was with him. Yu's words awakened Yunpian, it wasn't that the plums were ripe, it was because someone wanted a wife.

Yunpian mistakenly connected Jingtuo's Bluetooth in the bar. The two met for the first time, and they were a little unhappy. At first, Yunpian thought that this strange man was going to flirt with girls, so he didn't give him good looks at all. Now she still doesn't know that this man is Jing Chen's brother.

Jing Chen saw that Si Qing had bought so many red bayberries that he couldn't eat them himself, so he thought about making bayberry wine for him. Jane saw Yunpian's reply to Jingchen, and she hurriedly sent it to Si Qing, telling Si Qing that her plums were green. Si Qing misunderstood again, could it be that Jing Chen really missed the person who picked plums together back then. She wanted to ask Jingchen about the plums in the back mountain. Jingchen said that if she wanted to eat, he could take her to pick them. Si Qing said that he didn't like sour ones, so he didn't want to go, but he didn't know how to ask him. Jingchen didn't understand Si. Qing meant, since she doesn't like sour food, she should put more sugar in the bayberry wine, and put in two spoonfuls of it as she spoke. Si Qing was alone in the room thinking about it. Although she was jealous, she was still rational. Yun Pian was already an ex, and she and Jing Chen also had a marriage certificate, so there was no need to worry about what happened back then.

Si Qing wanted to listen to music before going to bed at night. She took out a CD. Jing Chen was a little nervous. The more this happened, the more curious Si Qing became. Only when the music was played, did she realize that this was what she sang at the bar back then. Jing Chen didn't expect It was engraved on a disc. Jing Chen took out the photos taken back then, and Si Qing recalled what happened six years ago. It was only then that Si Qing remembered that she had met Jing Chen 6 years ago, and had spent a huge amount of money to photograph his works. It turned out that their fate had begun as early as 6 years ago.

At that time, Si Qing was singing in the bar and hadn't finished singing. She was forced to stop because she had no money. When she was about to leave, she heard the next door was playing Happy Birthday. There was no one inside. For that handicraft, she sang while eating instant noodles, and spent a special birthday with no one to accompany her.

Si Qing didn't expect that Jingchen knew her identity long ago, but she was still jealous about Meizi. Jingchen told Si Qing that Meizi was ripe with actions. He took the initiative to kiss Si Qing, and the two finally consummated their marriage. Jingchen practiced many words in his notebook, all of which were in Si Qing's name, and there was a bookmark in it that read: The plums are ripe, and I know that spring is coming, and I feel deep love. It turned out that what Jingchen told Si Qing that Meizi was familiar meant that he missed her and wanted to marry him.

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