Ying Zhen was sitting in the garden drinking coffee leisurely. The little red dot on her watch kept flashing. Mo Yanyi was on the way to the Mojiabang headquarters.
The ice fox was taken away by him, and Cady lay alone and took a nap.
When Mo Qixuan walked to the garage, he saw Yingzhen and walked towards her. Yingzhen was flipping through a magazine.
"Are you in a good mood?" he asked her softly.
Yingzhen raised his head and smiled softly: "Not bad."
"That's good." Mo Qixuan nodded, paused and said, "If you get bored staying at home, you can take a flower arrangement class."
"Flower arrangement class?"
Mo Qixuan whispered: "Beier took a flower arrangement class before going to San Francisco. If you have nothing to do on the third floor of Huayi Building on xx Avenue, you can go there to kill time."
Yingzhen closed the magazine, stood up and said: "Okay"
"I'll take you there"
Yingzhen made an OK gesture: "Wait until I go back to the room to get my bag."
She hitched a ride with Mo Qixuan to take a flower arrangement class. She had no interest in playing with flowers at all, but it was more boring to stay at home.
Mo Qixuan put her down in front of the building and said goodbye
Ying Zhen looked at his car blending into the traffic and sighed to himself, Mo Qixuan is a very good man.
She took the elevator upstairs and happened to catch the ten o'clock class. She didn't know how popular Belle was here, so she found an inconspicuous corner next to the door and sat down.
The teacher glanced at her flatly, she quickly picked up a calla lily to cover up, and the teacher went to instruct the students next to her.
It can be seen from this that Ye Beier usually keeps a very low profile here and not many people know her.
Yingzhen held the scissors, cutting this flower, playing with that flower, and a vase of flowers was arranged in a mess. The teacher checked the homework one by one, fearing that he would be criticized, leaving the masterpiece and slipping away quietly.
Downstairs, a Bentley looked particularly dazzling and brilliant. Ying Ming looked at the car hesitantly.
The car door suddenly opened, and a man who was fascinated by everything stepped down gracefully. Mu Nianqing, who was more beautiful than a woman,
The corners of his mouth are always smiling, his dimples are faint, and his eyes fall softly on Yingzhen.
"Belle" he also acted together, calling her character name
Yingzhen pursed her lips and smiled, walking towards him slowly. She was not surprised at all that he could easily understand her whereabouts. These people always have many unexpected ways.
Mu Nianqing said warmly: "What a coincidence."
"Yes, it's a coincidence," Ying Zhen said sarcastically.