Under the moonlight, she took a peek at Yi Ningxiu's face. The man's face was colder than the moonlight in the moonlight. She remembered the fluctuation in his eyes just now, bit her lip, and followed the old man to the depths of the garden.
"Huh?"
The old man stopped at a corner and screamed in surprise.
"What's wrong?"
Linda let go of her hand and took a few steps forward. She saw that the flowerpot where the tuberose was originally planted was empty, with only the broken branches and leaves left there. Not far away, the branches and leaves of the tuberose were broken by someone.
They were thrown aside casually, and the flowers were picked by others. The white petals were scattered all the way to the ground, obviously looking like they had been damaged.
The old man was shocked and angry: "How could this happen? Who did it?"
He looked fine in the morning, but why was he uprooted when he came over at night?
Linda was also taken aback, and turned to look at Yi Ningxiu. She saw that the other person was also looking at the broken roots and leaves in a daze, his eyes unclear, and she didn't know what he was thinking.
Not far away, the sound of a woman's laughter came over, and the sound of high heels hit the cobblestone floor. The three of them looked not far away, and saw Su Qingqing walking over holding Douglas's arm. She was dyed red.
On her polished fingers, she played with the petals of white tuberose.
When Douglas saw them, he also had a smile on his face: "Linda, you are all here."
Linda's face was ugly. She specially invited Yi Ningxiu to come over to enjoy the flowers, but the flowers were damaged by Mammon. How embarrassing for her!
She said to her father unhappily: "Daddy, how can you destroy other people's things at will?"
Su Qingqing glanced at Linda, then at Yi Ningxiu's gloomy face, her red lips raised, showing an innocent look, and chuckled: "I just wanted to pick a few flowers, but I accidentally broke them.
That’s it, Mr. Yi, will you blame me?”
Yi Ningxiu looked at her silently. He didn't speak. Just when Linda thought he would leave, she saw him suddenly walking forward and standing in front of Su Qingqing.
"What's wrong?"
Su Qingqing smiled coquettishly. Her body was still stained with the scent of tuberose. Mixed with the scent of her perfume, it was so strong that it made people sick.
Yi Ningxiu looked down at her and whispered: "You shouldn't touch her things."
The smile on Su Qingqing's face suddenly sank, and she raised her eyebrows, "I just moved, what can you do to me...ah!"
"Crack!"
Before she could finish her words, Yi Ningxiu slapped her in the face.
Su Qingqing trembled and covered her face, looking at Yi Ningxiu in disbelief.
Douglas also didn't expect that Yi Ningxiu would be violent and hold Su Qingqing behind him. He lowered his face and shouted angrily: "Yi Ningxiu, what do you mean?!"
Yi Ningxiu didn't respond to him. He looked coldly at Su Qingqing, who was hiding behind Douglas with her mouth bleeding and covering her face, "I never thought I would let you go."
Su Qingqing gritted her teeth and looked at him, sneering: "Then I'll see why you won't let me go!"
Yi Ningxiu raised his eyes and glanced around her face, his eyes even more frosty, "Do you think that the things you have done have been wiped out?"
He asked back, and then saw with satisfaction that the expression on Su Qingqing's face was stagnant.
Yi Ningxiu said no more, turned and left.
Douglas was startled by their conversation. What did it mean?