He Mengjie was not willing to be outdone and pulled hard.
With a "click", the beautiful lily flower broke from its stem and a piece of petal fell.
Both of them were stunned, and then Wenxuan let go of his hand angrily, turned around and started the car.
He Mengjie felt depressed in her heart, and she picked up the lily in a quiet voice and put it back into her rose bush.
She knew Wenxuan was angry and muttered in a silence: "It's just one that fell from that big handful. What's the point of being angry..."
I thought Wenxuan would ignore her as usual, but this time, he replied angrily: "I said, this flower is the best."
He Mengjie's heart trembled again and she didn't say anything.
What does this mean? It means that even the lilies he gave to Chen Yuwei was not the best one, but the best one was given to her?
Should she feel honored and moved? But, since that's the case, why did he give Chen Yuwei lilies?
He Mengjie felt that his thinking was a little confused, and she couldn't figure it out no matter how she thought about it, and she didn't know how to understand the meaning of Wenxuan's words. Perhaps he became a lawyer, and in addition to being eloquent, he was also good at puns. However,
She doesn't understand.
He Mengjie shook her head and decided not to explore those things that were too profound. But she couldn't help but be curious about what Mr. Wen had to do, so she decided to ask directly.
"You are sure you are dating Chen Yuwei now, right?" She bit her lips and asked in deep breath.
In fact, what she wanted to ask was not this matter, but about lily. But she really didn't know how to speak. As soon as she opened her mouth, it was easy to make people misunderstand. So she thought about it,
I decided to go around.
Who knew that after hearing her question, Wenxuan did not give a positive answer, but asked back: "Where did you see it?"
"Didn't you give her flowers?" He Mengjie blurted out, just in time to get to the question of flowers.
Wenxuan looked at her from the rearview mirror and replied lightly: "So, are you sure you and Wang Zihao dated?"
"Ah! No! Don't you talk nonsense, okay?" He Mengjie shook her hand quickly.
Wenxuan curled his lips. "That's what he's starting to pursue you."
He Mengjie's face was a little red and she didn't say anything.
Who knew that Wenxuan then said, "He is not suitable for you."
He Mengjie looked up at him in surprise and blurted out, "Why?"
"He is too young and not mature enough!"
"He is three years older than me, okay?" He Mengjie quickly protested. It's so strange. She remembered that he once said that Wang Zihao was good, but why is he "immature" now?
"It's useless to be old and immature. You are already childish enough. If you meet him like him again, you will be childish and will be of no help to your growth." Wenxuan said seriously.
After hearing what he said, the boss was dissatisfied. He pouted and hummed, "I know, you are mature, you are mature enough to bear fruit."
Wenxuan chuckled, then nodded in agreement: "Yes, I am a representative of mature people. I am very suitable for all kinds of women!"
He Mengjie finally couldn't help rolling her eyes. What a narcissistic person. She never forgot to praise herself. She wanted to say that just by your "poisonous tongue" is enough to make people annoy. It's very suitable, suitable for you