Jiang Fanghua's figure disappeared outside the door, and Zhuang Yating pouted dissatisfiedly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Why does Dad want to make face for Liang Chaxiang?"

"Make face?"

Zhuang Bohua sneered, his eyes were fierce, "Is she worthy?" ”

Zhuang Yating was puzzled, "Then Dad, you just now?" ”

Zhuang Bohua sighed, thinking that he Zhuang Bohua was shrewd and capable, how could he give birth to such a little white daughter.

"This Jiang Fanghua is not simple," Zhuang Bohua stared at him for a moment, "Do you remember the person who passed you the note?" ”

Zhuang Yating was a little angry when she mentioned this, "That person is so cunning, he doesn't have a clue at all." ”

The man seemed to have vanished into thin air, and there had been no news since.

Zhuang Bohua shook his head, and was about to speak, Zhuang Yating seemed to think of something, suddenly opened a pair of beautiful eyes, and pointed to the door, "You mean ......, don't you?" ”

looked unbelievable, "Isn't she Liang Chaxiang's good friend?" ”

Zhuang Yating suddenly felt so cold.

It's not too stupid.

Zhuang Bohua nodded with satisfaction, "Remember, don't trust others too much, maybe the person who betrays you one day is the person you trust the most." ”

Of course, at this time, neither father nor daughter thought that Zhuang Bohua would be the one who made Zhuang Yating lose his life.

Zhuang Yating nodded, but she was a little disappreciative in her heart, the person she trusted the most was Xiao Qingyang, she believed everything he said, even if he told her that the moon was square, she would firmly believe it, but now there is a Liang Chaxiang, and her father Zhuang Bohua is the person she trusts the most.

He gave her advice and tried his best ideas, he was the best and best father in the world, and she believed that even if everyone in the world would betray her, her father would definitely not, or how would people say that "tigers don't eat their children".

"Even if it's her who passed the note, what does it have to do with your father and you letting her deliberately lose to Liang Chaxiang?"

Zhuang Yating had a pimple in her heart, and turned the topic back again.

Zhuang Bohua lit a cigarette, looking a little unfathomable, "You'll know later." ”

Jiang Fanghua, an ambitious woman, wants to be used by him, and promising benefits may not make her die, only to provoke the hatred in her heart and use her hatred to kill people with a knife.

Of course, this also eliminates the opportunity to be bitten by her in case of failure.

Xiao Qingyang looked at the girl with her head down and knocked on the door.

Since the Chen Lifang incident, Chen Hongyu felt that her face was gloomy, moved out of the director's office, and cleaned up a room next door to use as an office.

In this regard, Liang Chaxiang has no reservations, some people are destined not to be on the same road with you, so why bother.

"Do you like it?" Xiao Qingyang made a trick, took out a pot of plum from behind him, and shook it in front of Liang Chaxiang.

Liang Chaxiang liked it in her heart, but she didn't want him to be too embarrassed, and she couldn't bear to hit him too hard, so she thought for a moment before saying, "What's the use of looking good, there's no place to put it." ”

After Chen Hongyu moved, she moved all the flowers and plants that she had originally raised in the financial room of the front workshop, plus the ones that Xiao Qingyang sent one after another, and she had already occupied all the places that could be occupied.

It's just that Liang Chaxiang didn't find that her delicate and simple appearance is very much like a ball of soft and cute puppies begging for attention.

Seeing Xiao Qingyang's crispy numbness, his heart was a soft mess, and he couldn't wait to immediately take the puppy into his arms and comfort him.

Liang Chaxiang turned around and put the flowers on the white flower stand, Xiao Qingyang couldn't help but wrap her into his arms from behind, rubbed his chin on the top of her head, smelled the fragrance of her hair, leaned close to her ear and said in a dumb voice, "How can you thank me." ”

The voice was low with a magical power, so that Liang Chaxiang couldn't help but indulge in it.

After a while, she remembered that this was in the office, what if someone broke in? blushed, and hurriedly pushed Xiao Qingyang away.

Seeing the injury on his face, he felt a little unbearable in his heart, "Tomorrow, tomorrow, please drink bean curd tomorrow." ”

"Only bean curd?" Xiao Qing raised an inch.

After this meeting, Liang Chaxiang had come back to his senses, his face was panicked, and he glared at Xiao Qingyang, "If you like to eat or not, if you don't eat it, you will pour it!" ”

Xiao Qingyang looked at it, Liang Chaxiang was annoyed, and hurriedly changed his words, "Eat, eat, why don't you eat, I love to eat bean curd the most." ”

Xiao Qingyang's eyes were shining, his eyebrows and feet were flying, as if he was afraid that she would regret it, he said quickly, "That's it, see you at the Tang family's bean flower stall tomorrow morning." ”

Liang Chaxiang blushed and nodded.

Her face was like a red glow, with two springs in her eyes, and a goose-yellow skirt, like a proud snow flower on the branches, Xiao Qingyang's heart trembled, and she said in a low voice, "I still have something to give you." ”

Without waiting for Liang Chaxiang to answer, he pointed to the windowsill, "What do you see is that?" ”

Liang Chaxiang didn't doubt it, and hurriedly looked back, Xiao Qingyang took the opportunity to drop a dragonfly on her cheek and kiss her.

Laughing and running out the door, poking his head in, "Do you like this gift?" ”

There was a blush on his face.

Liang Chaxiang stroked her cheeks with anger, but there was a sweet feeling in her heart, rippling outward layer by layer.

Xiao Qingyang grinned and whispered, "I'll wait for you at the Tang family's bean flower stall tomorrow morning, and I'll see you or leave." ”

I went to work satisfied.

Liang Chaxiang pursed her lips, picked up the kettle and sprinkled the flowers and plants, and went to the workshop for a turn.

The next day, Liang Chaxiang pushed open the door, snowflakes floated in the sky, she stretched out her jade hand like a white onion, and the snowflakes fell on her palm, and soon turned into a drop of water.

It's snowing!

She thought that Xiao Qingyang might not go to the bean curd stall, but when she and Wang Camellia got closer and closer to the Tang family's bean curd stall, they couldn't help but look over there.

A cloth shed has been set up to protect the Tang family's bean curd stall from the wind and snow, and eleven or two customers drinking bean curd are sitting inside.

The beige robe, a few thin bamboos embroidered on the chest, jewel-like bright eyes, flying eyebrows, and a smile at the corner of his mouth, hidden among the customers who eat bean curd, like standing out from the crowd, it is difficult to deliberately ignore his existence.

The corners of Liang Chaxiang's mouth curled, and a smile climbed up her eyebrows.

Seeing Liang Chaxiang and Wang Camellia, his bright eyes brightened a little more, like the noon sun, making people unable to look directly.

"It's cold outside, get in!"

He greeted him, and his wide and warm palm wrapped Liang Chaxiang's cold little hand.

The warm feeling flowed from his hands all the way into Liang Chaxiang's heart.

"Auntie," Liang Chaxiang and Wang Camellia greeted the aunt of the Tang family together.

"Here we go! Sit down, Auntie, I'll give it to you. ”

The aunt of the Tang family greeted the sisters warmly.

Camellia Wang hurriedly pressed the aunt of the Tang family, "You rest, I'll come." ”

Camellia Wang often came over to help, and the aunt of the Tang family had long regarded her as her own family, so she was not polite, and sat on the side and watched her busy with satisfaction.

Tang Fang felt sorry for this hard-working little girl, and snatched the tools in Wang Camellia's hand, "Accompany your sister to eat, let me come here."

Camellia Wang smiled, muttered in a low voice, and sat down at the table obediently, and the aunt of the Tang family put a strand of broken hairpin behind her ear and smiled with satisfaction.