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Chapter Ninety-Nine: Ninety-Nine Flowers

Chapter 96: Ninety-nine Flowers

"I don't know, I just heard that the gentleman's surname was Sun." The flower boy confessed honestly that if the flowers and quilt given to Xiao Tong today were returned, his bonus would definitely be withheld by his boss.

"Your surname is Sun?"

Colleagues? Friends? Classmates? After much deliberation, Xiao Tong had no friends named Sun.

Xiao Tong felt very confused.

"Did you send the wrong flower?" Xiao Tong asked again. She really didn't know the flower sender named Sun.

"It can't be wrong." The flower girl said with certainty.

"Okay, I will receive this bouquet of flowers today, but please go back and tell your boss that if there are more flowers delivered tomorrow, I will call 110." Xiao Tong signed for the flowers and then threatened the flower girl.

She didn't want Xiao Yang to misunderstand because of this matter.

Xiao Yang has been very sensitive recently. If he were to know that unknown people send him flowers every day, his temper would probably make him worry about gains and losses again.

"Okay, I will convey your intention to our boss." The flower girl nodded depressedly and then exited Xiao Tong's house.

"Wait a minute." Xiao Tong shouted to the flower boy as if he remembered something.

"What's the matter?" The flower boy thought that Xiao Tong had changed his mind and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Please throw away this bouquet of flowers." Xiao Tong stuffed the roses back into the flower girl's arms, and then closed the door with a "dong" sound.

"..."

The flower girl outside the door was quite depressed and confused, and her hopes just now were ruined.

Fortunately, at least Xiao Tong had already signed the signature, so the flower girl had no choice but to comfort herself.

Turning around and going downstairs, the flower girl accidentally bumped into Xiao Yang who was going upstairs.

"Huh? Ninety-nine roses again." Xiao Yang saw the roses in the flower girl's arms, and his face showed a bright smile like the sun.

Is it very popular to send ninety-nine roses these days?

"I'm sorry, sir." After bumping into Xiao Yang, the flower girl apologized politely to Xiao Yang.

"How much does this bouquet of flowers cost?" Xiao Yang remembered that he should also send a bouquet of roses to Xiao Tong.

Women all like romance, and Xiao Yang believes that Xiao Tong is the same.

"Do you want this bouquet of flowers?" The flower girl was worried that she couldn't handle the bouquet of flowers.

When Xiao Yang asked about the price, the flower girl estimated that Xiao Yang wanted it.

"Yes." Xiao Yang replied eagerly, thinking of the bouquet of ninety-nine roses given to Xiao Ya yesterday, Xiao Yang especially wanted to buy the bouquet of flowers from the flower girl's hand.

"I'll give it to you for free. It doesn't cost anything." It was a good thing to be able to pass on this unsent bouquet of roses to others. The flower girl simply stuffed the flowers into Xiao Yang's arms and hurried downstairs.

"Thank you." Xiao Yang looked surprised. Unexpectedly, flowers were automatically delivered to his door.

Xiao Yang's words of "Thank you" echoed in the empty corridor, and the roses in his arms were fragrant at this moment.

Holding a rose in his hand, Xiao Yang looked excited.

"Dong dong——"

Xiao Yang excitedly knocked on the door of Xiao Tong's house.

"For you, Miss Xiao Tong." Xiao Yang raised the rose in his hand above his face and handed it to Xiao Tong when he opened the door.

He even saw Xiao Tong's expression of happiness and excitement after seeing the bouquet of roses.

He even thought about whether Xiao Tong would take the initiative to hug him because of this...

"I asked you, why did you bring the flowers back again?" Seeing the roses in front of her, Xiao Tong was immediately furious. She had clearly told the flower boy to throw away the bouquet of roses, so why did he give them away again?

Back?

"Don't you like it?" Xiao Tong heard the complaint in Xiao Tong's tone and put the flower down suspiciously. Xiao Yang's sunny eyes instantly turned a layer of gray.

He cared so much about Xiao Tong's feelings that even the slightest hint of dissatisfaction from Xiao Tong would make him feel extremely uneasy.

"Xiao Yang?" Seeing the sunny and handsome but somewhat decadent face under the bouquet of roses, Xiao Tong's eyes quickly flashed with panic.

"No, someone sent flowers to Xiao Ya yesterday. Xiao Ya didn't like it, so... I didn't expect..." Xiao Tong's words were a little incoherent, and she also started to lie.

But, this is just a white lie.

Because Xiao Tong is really afraid that Xiao Yang will misunderstand her.

"I thought you would like it, but I didn't expect..." Xiao Yang looked very decadent and placed the rose in his hand on the table in front of him angrily.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He had never been so emotional before.

Why is he always so emotional now about these trivial things?

"Xiao Yang, I really like it." Although he knew that this bouquet of flowers was still the same bouquet of roses that he had rejected before, but seeing the depression on Xiao Yang's face, Xiao Tong breathed a long sigh of relief and cheered up.

Explained to Xiao Yang.

"Yes." Xiao Yang still felt aggrieved. He turned his head away, deliberately not looking at Xiao Tong.

In fact, at this moment, he really wanted to hold Xiao Tong in his arms and tell her, as long as she likes him.

However, Xiao Yang didn't know what was wrong with him, and even his tone and expression towards Xiao Tong became extremely indifferent.

"..." Xiao Tong has also been troubled by Xiao Yang's sensitivity recently. He was never like this before, why is he like this now? Doesn't he know that doing this will make him very tired?

Xiao Tong didn't explain anything more, she sat quietly next to Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang's love has already made her feel a burden, a burden that even makes her breathing difficult.

But Xiao Yang remained silent like a angry child...

Until Qin Meizhen went home holding Hanhan in her arms.

"Xiao Yang's father, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Yang's depressed mood could even be seen by the three-year-old Han Han.

"Xiao Yang's father is very good. Is Han Han good today?" Xiao Yang's face showed a smile in his angry mood only when he saw Han Han. He stroked Han Han's little head and said lovingly.

"Oh my god - that person sent flowers again? Xiao Tong, who is he?" As soon as Qin Meizhen entered the door, she unexpectedly saw the bouquet of roses placed on the table and quickly ran towards it.

, Qin Meizhen looked at Xiao Tong and asked suspiciously.

"Mom——" Xiao Tong quickly winked at Qin Meizhen, and if she continued speaking, Xiao Yang would start to make random guesses due to Xiao Yang's sensitive personality.

"Oh, this person..." The expression on Qin Meizhen's face was also depressed. She couldn't ask too many questions in front of Xiao Yang, but fortunately, Xiao Yang's attention was completely focused on Han Han at this time.

He did not notice the small movements of Qin Meizhen and Xiao Tong just now.

However, Qin Meizhen felt strange knowing that Xiao Tong, who had Han Han, had such an obsessed suitor.

So, doesn't Xiao Tong have another chance to choose?

If this person's conditions are better than Xiao Yang...

Thinking of this, Qin Meizhen couldn't help but hurriedly muttered twice in her heart, "Sin, sin."

When did you become a money addict?

Alas, it’s all the fault of poverty!


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