Mr. Feng touched Qianxun's hair and gave a serious education, "Baoer, there are too many bad people outside, either hooligans or beasts. Next time I go out, grandpa will send you a few bodyguards to follow you. Who has no brains? I will teach you a lesson.
That's it."
Qianxun blinked, and the sour smell in her nose was temporarily forced back.
Feng Buyu hugged his arm and said angrily, "My sister-in-law didn't even look at him at that time. The man named Lin looked straight at him, which was really irritating."
Mr. Feng looked over and signaled her not to continue talking more. Didn’t you see Qianxun’s expression be right? Everyone was blaming Lin Musen for being puzzled, so don’t let Qianxun think too much.
So, a large bouquet of red roses was thrown out of Fengjia as garbage.
This incident became a small episode and no one mentioned it again.
Qianxun has troubled her for many days, and slowly found that her family looked as usual, and she didn't seem to take that matter to heart, so she gradually forgot about it.
In a blink of an eye, dozens of days have passed and the New Year is about to celebrate.
The Feng family was dressed happily, and everyone changed into new clothes. Four babies were each carrying one, and they lined up around the house.
Today, Fengxing is coming back.
Qianxun kept laughing involuntarily, with joy at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
This time, I have been separated for a long time. Although I have a phone call every day and I will check out the other party through video before going to bed at night, but my longing for Fengxing has not decreased at all.
He is back, really.
.............
Fengxing's car stopped in front of Feng's house.
As soon as he got out of the car, he saw the roses piled in the corner, with sixty or seventy bouquets and tens of thousands of flowers. Some have withered, while others are blooming brightly, white, red, purple, black
, blue...all you can buy on the market.
"What's going on?" Feng Xing asked the butler behind him.
The housekeeper looked embarrassed, "Young Master, these flowers... are all sent by others..."
"For Miss?" Feng Xing raised his eyebrows.
The housekeeper snuffed and shook his head, "No."
Fengxing stopped and looked at the butler.
That posture was clearly waiting for the answer.
The housekeeper hesitated for three seconds before he seemed to have made up his mind and lowered his voice and said quickly, "Young Master, these are flowers for the young grandma. What kind of small Kai from Senmu Group is called Lin Musen, for our young grandma
I have bad intentions. Since you went abroad on a business trip, you have sent flowers and gifts every day. I am so annoyed. Every time I ask the flower company to deliver the express delivery directly. There are very few people who appear. I can’t help but ask him to pay attention to his sense of responsibility."
Feng Xing's eyes flashed with a cold light. He took the card handed over by the butler, opened it casually, and glanced at it.