Wen Tong doesn't know how to arrange flowers, and anything he does perfunctorily will only make Bai Mingzhi suspicious.
If he discovers that the Bai Peihan in front of him is someone else's fake, he will definitely take the real Bai Peihan back and keep her in captivity. If her parents are alarmed again, then Bai Peihan will do everything possible to escape back to the country and live a free life.
Everything will be ruined, and Wen Tong will also be implicated. This man is famous for his cruelty, and his influence is not limited to the country.
Thinking of this, Ling Shaohui hurriedly said: "Uncle, you have to come here after such a hard work, so you should rest first. I will cook immediately. When Peipei has arranged the flowers, I will personally deliver them to auntie."
The only way now is to fly the flowers back to China and let Bai Peihan make them. After they are completed, he will give them to Bai Mingzhi's wife.
But Bai Mingzhi immediately refused and waved his hand, "These flowers will not be fresh if they have been left overnight." He looked at Wen Tong again, with deep eyes, "Pei Pei, won't you be tired?"
"How could it be? I usually use this for entertainment!" Wen Tong smiled calmly and said to Ling Shaohui: "Shaohui, go get my tools."
Ling Shaohui sighed worriedly. It seemed that he could only pretend to be a fool and hope that Bai Mingzhi didn't know how to do it.
He brought the tool box over. Wen Tong opened the box and skillfully picked up a pair of scissors.
Bai Mingzhi asked with a smile: "Pei Pei, what is the theme this time?"
It turns out that each flower arrangement has a theme.
Wen Tong had an idea and said, "Enlightenment."
"Enlightenment? Enlightenment of the past is not admonished. It is Tao Yuanming's poem. I like it." Bai Mingzhi clapped his hands and praised.
"Uncle is indeed very knowledgeable and talented, just like Mr. Tao's words."
"I am a big boss, how can I compare to you young people?"
Wen Tong's compliment made Bai Mingzhi very helpful and he laughed non-stop.
Wen Tong took a rose and cut it with scissors.
"ah!"
With a scream, the scissors fell from Wen Tong's hand and hit the glass coffee table with a thud.
"Pei Pei." Ling Shaohui squatted down in panic, holding Wen Tong's bleeding fingers. In his heart, he immediately understood Wen Tong's good intentions. She would rather be injured to alleviate the crisis at hand.
"Oh, it's all my fault." Bai Mingzhi immediately frowned in distress and quickly ordered the bodyguard, "Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you go get the medical kit."
"Uncle, a little injury doesn't matter."
Wen Tong hurriedly spoke out.
Although the wound was caused intentionally by her, the Bai Peihan in the information is not a pampered woman.
"Uncle, I'll get it." Ling Shaohui went to get the medical kit, squatted in front of the sofa and carefully bandaged Wen Tong's wound.
"Shaohui, is it serious?" Bai Mingzhi asked nervously.
"It's very deep. Fortunately, no muscles or bones were hurt, but I'm afraid this hand will have to be healed." Ling Shaohui exaggeratedly covered Wen Tong's entire hand with a stab wound, but he was a doctor, so he
His speech is the most authoritative, and others dare not interrupt even if they have doubts.
After bandaging the wound, Wen Tong was about to pick out the flowers with his other hand. Bai Mingzhi saw it and hurriedly stopped him, "You are injured and still want to arrange flowers for your aunt. It doesn't matter if you don't insert these flowers." He ordered the bodyguard.
Take the flowers out and throw them away.
Wen Tong could only say apologetically: "Uncle, I will send it to my aunt as soon as I get better."
"You should recover from your injuries first. It doesn't matter whether you make this flower or not."
Bai Mingzhi said worriedly: "I won't leave today. You don't have any servants here. As an uncle, I have to stay and take good care of you."
When Wen Tong and Ling Shaohui heard this, they both screamed inwardly that it was terrible.
Bai Mingzhi always comes in the morning and leaves in the afternoon, and has never stayed overnight. Why are special circumstances happening so frequently today?
The longer it takes, the easier it will be to reveal flaws, which is not a good thing.
Although they were panicking in their hearts, the two of them did not dare to show the slightest embarrassment on their faces, and had to pretend to be happy.
"Okay, of course. Uncle, it's rare that you are willing to stay for one night. I will ask Shaohui to arrange a room for you right away." Wen Tong turned to Ling Shaohui and said, "Uncle likes the easternmost room. Open the window and you can
See the mountains behind."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
After Ling Shaohui left, Bai Mingzhi stood up and said, "Peipei, I'm going outside to smoke a cigarette."
"Uncle, it's okay to smoke here." She suddenly thought of something and hurriedly added, "Smoking is harmful to health. Uncle, you'd better smoke less."
Bai Mingzhi kept his usual smile, and there was no clue from his expression, but Wen Tong knew that he had passed another level.
Bai Peihan has always opposed Bai Mingzhi's smoking, although there is only one statement in the information.
"Uncle knows, but he just can't quit, don't worry." After Bai Mingzhi went out, he stood in the courtyard smoking, with the bodyguards around him never leaving.
He faced the mountains in front of him and seemed to be deep in thought, but he said to the bodyguard: "The flowers and leaves that I took out just now have the lady's blood on them. You should test the blood type immediately."
"yes."
Two people who look exactly the same are not the same person after all. No matter how similar they are, there will still be differences in temperament. As smart as Bai Mingzhi, he noticed this as soon as he walked in, and his suspicion began to grow from then on.
, so he tried and verified without any trace, but found no flaws. He thought that maybe he was worrying too much.
But he was cunning and shrewd all his life, so he would not jump to conclusions so easily, so he asked his bodyguard to do a blood test. The blood type cannot be faked.
Moreover, he wanted to stay and observe for one more night. He wanted to be 100% sure that there was nothing strange about his precious niece. If he knew who was playing some trick in it, he would not let it go.
Ling Shaohui went upstairs to arrange the room. The first thing he did after entering the room was to make a phone call. He wanted to inform Bai Peihan of the unexpected situation.
Bai Peihan put down the phone and looked worriedly at the man sitting opposite, working on computer files.
Because Ling Shaohui was away, Bei Chenxiao never left. He was worried that others were taking care of Bai Peihan.
In fact, he selfishly wanted to stay with her longer, because every time he saw this familiar face, his emotions would temporarily calm down. It felt like she was sitting quietly in his bed.
Standing next to me, I occasionally came over and asked in a low voice: "Beichen Xiao, what are you doing?"
Several times he looked at Bai Peihan so lost in thought that he even forgot to answer her.
Bai Peihan felt that the look in his eyes seemed to be looking at another person through himself.
"Ah Xiao." Bai Peihan rolled over in his wheelchair.
Beichenxiao raised his head from the screen and asked with gentle eyes: "What's wrong?"
Because of the time difference between country y and our own country, it was already the morning of the 16th over there, and it was still the evening of the 15th over there. The sun was setting, and the house was covered with a soft light yellow.
Bai Peihan put a small hand on the table and said worriedly: "My uncle seems to be a little suspicious. Shaohui said he will live there today."