"What the hell is lily of the valley?" Zhang Xiaojian searched in his mind as he watched the bouquet of white bones with sleepy eyes, making sure that he had never heard of this kind of flower.

Gao Qingsong only learned the meaning of this flower last night, and he said with a smile: "The flower language of lily of the valley is a happy return." ”

The keen Zhang Xiaojian smelled a different breath, he looked at Gao Qingsong's nineteen-year-old Chinese face, and the smile on his face that made people feel incomprehensible, and said seriously: "I'm not, don't get me wrong." ”

Gao Qingsong's hand holding the flower shook: "......"

What does this mean?

I am?

He said angrily, "Me is not either." ”

"No, you're not, aren't you, you're coming early in the morning to give me flowers?"

"I'm not, you listen to me. ”

"Wait a minute. Zhang Xiaojian stepped back in small steps, retreated into the house, raised his hand, and made a stop gesture from the traffic police: "Let's talk about it here, keep a safe distance." ”

Looking at Zhang Xiaojian's disgusted expression that could not be concealed, Gao Qingsong took a deep breath and explained: "I said that the words of this flower are ...... happy return." ”

Zhang Xiaojian had goosebumps all over his body, and immediately interrupted: "Don't, you big man and I are happy to be a fart, you like to find happiness to whoever you want, don't go to my door to recite flowers, I really can't stand it." ”

After saying this, Zhang Xiaojian felt that it didn't seem to be very good, and he explained: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to discriminate against you, but I really, no, yes!"

Gao Qingsong's face turned green.

He scolded Wang Wan'er 10,000 times in his heart.

In the middle of the night last night, he received a message from Wang Wan'er, who asked him to give this bundle of lily of the valley to Zhang Xiaojian before eight o'clock this morning, and also sent the address of Zhang Xiaojian's house.

Wang Wan'er also instructed: "Don't express it too obviously, just say that I heard Su Yu talk about him last night that he had just broken up, so I sent this bunch to him, and wished him a happy and early return." ”

As the only bridgehead to pursue Su Yu's battle, Wang Wan'er is of course Gao Qingsong's mother now, she said east, she said east, she said west, must be west.

Therefore, Gao Qingsong got up early in the morning and knocked on the doors of several flower shops, and finally bought this bouquet of lily of the valley, but it was misunderstood as a .......

He wanted to cry now, so he had to say as quickly as he could: "Yesterday Su Yu talked about your recent breakup, Wan'er and I thought that we are also friends, so I specially sent you a bouquet of flowers to show my heart, can you not think crooked?"

Zhang Xiaojian exhaled a sigh, it turned out to be like this: "You said it earlier, my heart accelerated with fright." ”

"You've got to make me speak, you interrupt me every time I'm just about to explain!"

"Well, that's my fault. ”

Zhang Xiaojian turned sideways and raised his hand: "Go into the house." ”

Gao Qingsong walked into Zhang Xiaojian's dilapidated house and frowned at first.

Obviously, he felt that the house in front of him and Zhang Xiaojian's value obviously did not match, and he couldn't help asking, "Why do you live in such a shabby land?"

Zhang Xiaojian didn't answer his question, his eyes kept looking at Gao Qingsong, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Brother, aren't you?"

Gao Qingsong's forehead was bruised: "Zhang Xiaojian, you are really cheap." ”

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After simmering a pot of rice, he took out the vegetables that Su Yu and Bai Yang had brought the day before yesterday but had not touched them much from the refrigerator and heated them again.

Zhang Xiaojian served the food and handed Gao Qingsong, who was sure that it was really not, a pair of chopsticks.

"I ask a question. ”

Gao Qingsong said: "You ask." ”

Zhang Xiaojian wondered: "In the life of a young rich man like you, do you send flowers when you have nothing to do?"

The corners of Gao Qingsong's mouth twitched: "You seem to have no money." ”

Zhang Xiaojian said honestly: "I didn't have money before, but I only have money recently, otherwise how could I live here and get used to eating leftovers?"

Gao Qingsong remembered that yesterday Su Yu jokingly said that Zhang Xiaojian's father was hung up and left a large inheritance for him.

Now it seems like it's not a joke.

So he had no choice but to reply: "I don't send it often, I have to have a reason." ”

"Okay. ”

Zhang Xiaojian picked up a piece of boiled fish fillet that had been in the refrigerator for a day and a night and ate it, and felt that it was more flavorful, which was very good.

Gao Qingsong also began to eat, just put down the chopsticks after eating a few bites, obviously eating is just polite, he really doesn't like to eat leftovers, even if some dishes are left over and left for a while before they will taste better.

Soon Zhang Xiaojian finished eating a bowl of rice, and seeing that Gao Qingsong did not force him to continue eating, he asked, "Are you okay today?"

Gao Qingsong thought that whether he could rely on Wang Wan'er's bridgehead depended on how much he could help Wang Wan'er, so his answer was: "I'm fine every day." ”

Zhang Xiaojian slapped the table: "That's just right." ”

"What's right?"

As the saying goes, who doesn't have two rich friends?

Before yesterday, Zhang Xiaojian really didn't have it, judging from his previous class and contact circles, he was really a civilian.

He urgently needs a second-generation son-in-law friend like Gao Qingsong.

In this way, he can know more conveniently and quickly that the restaurant in Jiangcheng is the most expensive, the house price is the highest, the night club is the hottest, and of course, where the girl is the hottest.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't hide it: "I want to buy a house today." ”

Of course, Gao Qingsong listened to it: "Okay, I know that there are a few high-end real estate projects that have just opened, and the environment and facilities are good in all aspects." ”

Zhang Xiaojian was pleased, so that he didn't have to bother to check, he said: "But you have to pick up my second aunt first, my second aunt is my mother, who raised me since I was a child." ”

Gao Qingsong nodded: "Let's go." ”

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the leftovers and beckoned: "Come on, let's clean up together." ”

Gao Qingsong: "......" As the second ancestor, he has never done this kind of rough work since he was a child, let alone washing dishes, and he has never even touched a rag.

Forcibly enduring his discomfort, Gao Qingsong helped Zhang Xiaojian clean up.

Zhang Xiaojian said, "You wait a while." Then he went into the house and came out with a big school bag.

Looking at the schoolbag the size of a travel backpack and the heavy falling appearance, Gao Qingsong wondered: "What are you carrying here, it looks very heavy." ”

Zhang Xiaojian said while changing into the newly bought Adi Qingfeng running shoes yesterday: "Money." ”

"......" Gao Qingsong.

How much does this big schoolbag have to be, to say the least, it must be almost two million.

I have to say that Gao Qingsong's eyes are indeed vicious, but he didn't understand: "It's good to bring a card, bring so much cash, aren't you too heavy?"

Zhang Xiaojian tied his shoelaces: "Don't bring it, I'm going to throw it in the trunk of the car, it's convenient to spend it." ”

Gao Qingsong's face twitched, and he thought that although he was not the top rich second generation, his pocket money of fifty or sixty thousand yuan a month was enough for him to be happy and chic.

At one time he thought he was a rich man, but now he looks like a rich man, but a child with a little more pocket money.