Meng Beichen glared at her with unsteady breath, realizing that he couldn't do anything to her at all. He thumped the steering wheel viciously, and turned all his anger towards Gritch, the Ge family...
"Throw it away and buy a new one!"
He ordered, pulled out the flowers from her arms, threw them out of the car window, glared at her, and started the car.
Ten minutes later, the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz was already filled with flowers of various colors. Han Yixing was still holding a bouquet in her hand. She felt a little silly and couldn't help laughing.
The most indispensable thing in Mengyuan is flowers. Every morning, the servant will replace a fresh bouquet in her room.[
But now her state of mind was completely different. No one had ever sent her flowers before, so she felt a little carried away.
"Very happy?" Meng Beichen turned to look at her, saw her nodding, and snorted coldly: "But I'm not happy at all."
Han Yixing was speechless, "What's wrong with you?"
"How dare you ask me what's wrong? Han Yixing, you'd better not let me catch you!" He glared at her coldly, not only caring about what she and Gretsch had done.
What he was more concerned about was what they said. They were two children of about the same age. What could they say if they were in love together?
He put the car on an emergency brake and stopped outside Meng Garden. He looked at her gloomily, got out of the car and ignored her, and walked directly to Meng Garden.
Han Yixing looked at his back dumbfounded, dazed for a while.
He actually ignored her?
He looked down at the flowers in his hand and thought about what he was talking about. Could he really be referring to what happened in the prop room?
She feels guilty or flustered. He is so angry before he has caught anything. If he really saw it, would he be so angry that he would strangle her to death?
However, she was a little happy. Thinking about it this way, he cared about her, right?
She felt the doting he once said, but she still had to work hard to return the money to him. On that day, she would seriously tell him that you didn't buy me for 200 million, and we are equal.
Want to chase you!
"Young mistress?" Fei Xiluo knocked on the car window, a little confused as to what happened to the two of them? Why did Master Bei leave angrily, but the young mistress sat in the car and couldn't giggle.
"Uh, oh, um, Fei Xiluo, ask someone to help me move all the flowers to my room!"