Wilson looked at Ximen Longting with a complex expression. He had never been so worried about work, let alone a woman.
Although he doesn't understand emotions, he also knows that the young master is sincere this time.
Dozens of servants were sent to the rose garden to pick flowers. It is said that on each flower, a small note was tied: I'm sorry.
Only then did the servants realize that the hostess who had summoned them to ask them the questions was Jing Jiaren!
Everyone saw Ximen Longting's intentions towards Jing Jiaren...
Lively discussion:
"Miss He who threw it to feed the Tibetan Mastiff is said to be the murderer who framed Miss Jing for the miscarriage this time."
"Yes, He Xiu'er is her cousin and an accomplice."
"The young master really loves Miss Jing and wants to pick 111111 roses to apologize for her." The meaning is "one heart and one mind, two people for life."
"It's so romantic. If my man did this for me, I would forgive him whatever he did wrong."
"If the young master does something wrong, I will forgive him if he doesn't do anything..."
"You are too naive. If it were me, there would be no need for forgiveness at all. I would in turn beg him not to be angry. No matter whose fault it is, I will apologize first."
"Miss Jing will be very moved this time..."
The servants discussed it enthusiastically and spent several hours cutting the flowers and packaging them beautifully.
There is a strong floral scent in front of Jing Jiaren's nose...
It became more and more intense, as if she was in a sea of flowers.
When she woke up from her sleep, she saw that the whole room was filled with flowers, every corner and everywhere that could be placed. There were even roses on the ceiling and chandeliers.
Jing Jiaren frowned slightly, thinking she was in a dream.
I picked up a flower and saw a small "I'm sorry" card hanging on it.
Jing Jiaren took a few more flowers and looked at them, but they all had the same small cards hanging on them.
Once upon a time, Leng Aofeng did similar stupid things to her... The difference was that Leng Aofeng was sincere.
The child was gone, and she lost the reason to be with Ximen Longting. Originally, it was because of the child's hesitant attitude that she gave up completely at the moment of diving.
"Miss Jing, do you like these flowers?" The servant who served her observed her emotions, "These are given to you by the young master."
"If you have time to do this, why not spend it on more serious things!"
Leng Xinqi and Ximen Longying played such romantic tricks on her without punishment.
When she was in kindergarten, a little boy would send her roses...
He said coldly: "Throw them all away."
"this……"
"Since it was given to me, don't I have the right to dispose of it?"
The servants sighed and moved out all the flowers that had finally been put into the room in large numbers.
The servants in the manor soon started talking in small groups again——
"I didn't expect that Miss Jing not only wasn't moved, but also asked us to throw away all the flowers the young master gave us!"
"She is so courageous? Aren't she afraid of the young master's anger?!"
"Not only did the young master not get angry, he actually agreed to throw away the flowers. He said that as long as it didn't make her happy, he would throw it away..."
"The young master is so doting on Miss Jing."
"I heard that the jujube and mutton bone porridge that the young master personally cooked was knocked over by Miss Jing."
"Did you hear that right? The young master made it himself?"
"Make it with your own hands and feed it with your own hands. Miss Jing didn't eat a bite and even knocked it over on him."