When Lin Xia's cell phone rang and remembered, she was sitting in Emperor Tianqi's Koenigsegg.

Hearing the phone ringing, he turned his head and looked at Lin Xia.

"Who's calling?"

Lin Xia took out her mobile phone and looked at it, and she also felt strange: how could he call her? It stands to reason that the person next to her is his boss!

She handed the phone to Di Tianqi and asked him to see it.

When Emperor Tianqi looked at it, he understood.

"Take it!" he said, holding the steering wheel in his hand, looking straight ahead, without any expression.

Lin Xia ignored him, reached out directly, swiped on the phone screen, and then turned on the hands-free.

"Mawson, what's the matter?"

"Hello, madam, excuse me! You know...... Does Zhu Ting like anything?" Mo Sen's voice seemed a little nervous.

"Zhu Ting?" She turned her head and looked at Di Tianqi, only to see Di Tianqi shaking his head, which was to say: Don't look at me, I don't know anything.

"Yes, Mrs., I would like to thank Zhu Ting for taking care of me for so long, especially ...... During the time when I was seriously injured, she took care of me, which was very hard. So, I had to give her one of her favorite gifts, but ......" Mawson's voice trembled a little when he called, and this was the first time he was so nervous.

"But...... You don't know what she likes, do you?" Lin Xia filled in what he hadn't finished.

"Yes, madam, excuse me...... Tell me!" Mawson said nervously, his palms sweating.

Lin Xia thought for a moment, and then spoke: "Zhu Ting...... Flowers, she likes swallowtail lilies. ”

"As for chocolate, she likes Perriged truffles, however, this needs to be from abroad in advance**, so don't think about it, as for jewelry, she doesn't like it very much. Think of this first, think of it later, and then talk about it!"

"Good...... Okay, thank you ma'am. ”

"You're welcome, you're busy first!" After speaking, Lin Xia took the lead in hanging up the phone. Then, she turned to look at her husband.

"Tell me, your employees, why do you want to give my employees gifts? ”

Di Tianqi still calmly held the steering wheel, and asked unhurriedly: "Didn't he say it? I want to thank Zhu Ting for taking care of her." ”

Lin Xia snorted coldly: "Hmph, don't try to fool me, if he wants to thank me, why should he be nervous when he calls?"

Di Tianqi smiled: "Observe quite carefully! Yes, he likes Zhu Ting, but ...... Didn't get a response. I believe that you just told him what Zhu Ting likes, and you don't want to watch Zhu Ting stay single, right?"

Lin Xia sighed: "You're right......! Seeing her alone, she has to bring a daughter, although ...... Although there is no need to worry too much financially. But what about women...... You have to find a man to rely on, so that it won't be too hard, besides, Mawson is really good. ”

Lin Xia spoke her mind.

The two of them returned home, had dinner, and went outside for a casual stroll, anyway, they are now in a romantic old age!

And Mawson, who hung up the phone, immediately called a friend abroad and ordered two boxes of Perriged truffles.

Then, I turned the car around and went to the most famous flower shop in Jiangcheng and selected ninety-nine swallowtail lilies.

In the end, he drove back to his community, and the car was parked downstairs in Zhu Ting's house.

He got out of the car, then walked to the back seat, opened the door, took out the swallowtail lily inside, and walked straight to Zhu Ting's building.

A few minutes later, Zhu Ting was stir-frying at home when she heard the doorbell ringing.

She shouted into Mu Baozhu's room, "Baozhu, Baozhu, go and open the door, it should be Uncle Mosen." ”

Mu Baozhu was playing a game in the room, and when she heard her mother's shout, she walked out. Then, head to the door.

When she opened the door, she saw standing in the doorway, holding a large tuvetail lily in her hand.

She was about to call her mother over when she saw Mawson's index finger put it to her lips and motioned for her not to speak.

Mu Baozhu also nodded obediently, and then pointed to the kitchen, signaling to Mo Sen that Zhu Ting was in the kitchen.

Mawson lighted his footsteps and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

Zhu Ting heard the sound of soft footsteps, thinking it was Mu Baozhu, and asked without looking back.

"Who? Baozhu, is that your Uncle Mawson?"

Mo Sen walked over silently and handed the flower to her, his voice was full of tenderness: "Zhu Ting, give it to you, do you like it?"

Zhu Ting was very happy to take the handful of swallowtail lilies, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles.

"I like it, I like it so much, thank you, you go out and sit and wait for a while! Dinner will be ready soon." ”

Zhu Ting also took out the flowers, for fear that the fumes in the kitchen would pollute such a beautiful swallowtail lily.

She took the flower to the living room, found the vase, and put it inside.

After Zhu Tingzai carefully made the flowers, she remembered that in the kitchen, there were still stir-fried dishes.

She hurriedly ran to the kitchen: Oh no, the food can't be burned, right? Zhu Ting thought about it, and the people had already run into the kitchen.

When Zhu Ting saw Mo Sen clumsily serving the dishes from the pot to the plate, she covered her mouth and laughed.

When Mo Sen heard the laughter, he turned around and looked at Zhu Ting, who was laughing, and only felt that the years were quiet.

However, at that moment, he felt something slip over his shirt, and then, with a thud, it fell to the ground.

The two of them lowered their heads at the same time and followed the sound, only to see that there was a greasy one lying on the ground, with a little soy sauce on it, a little oil consumption, and a little green pepper...... of the spatula.

Zhu Ting's gaze moved up again, and she saw a large oil stain on the waist and abdomen of Mo Sen's shirt, and she immediately understood what was going on.

She walked over, picked up the spatula, and looked up at Mawson.

"Mo Sen, do you mind Mu Tianyang's clothes?"

Mawson shook his head and thought to himself: what is there to mind about the clothes of a deceased man.

Zhu Ting was a little relieved at this time: "Then you come with me, I'll find you one, change it for the time being, wait for a good meal, you go back and replace it, just do it!"

Mo Sen nodded and followed Zhu Ting into her room.

This was the second time he had entered Zhu Ting's room.

The first time was because it was urgent and wanted to save Zhu Ting, so he didn't observe much.

This time, he glanced around, well, this time, there were a lot of things missing from Mu Tianyang in the entire room.

He followed Zhu Ting into the cloakroom again.

Mo Sen saw that there were a lot of Mu Tianyang's clothes and shoes hanging here.

"You can pick it yourself!" Zhu Ting said.

Mawson nodded, and then, casually picking out a blue shirt. He began to take off his oil-stained shirt.

Zhu Ting originally planned to turn around, but when she inadvertently saw the scar on Mo Sen's abdomen, her tears poured out at once.

Mo Sen took off his clothes and was about to put on Mu Tianyang's clothes when he heard a small, subtle sob.

When he turned his head, he saw Zhu Ting wiping his tears, and he immediately panicked: "What's wrong with you?" The tone was full of worry.

Hearing the worry in Mo Sen's tone, Zhu Ting's tears flowed even more.