After Wei Qingran entered the house, he walked around the living room, and then walked towards the floor cabinet next to the balcony door.

Seeing this, Qin Feiyu stepped forward and asked, "What are you looking for?" ”

Wei Qingran was taken aback by her, frowned in surprise, and explained, "I want to find a vase to put up the flowers." ”

Qin Feiyu realized that he was a little too excited just now, and coughed lightly, "There is only one vase at home, and I am using it!" ”

Hearing this, Wei Qingran pointed to a cluster of white lilies on the floor cabinet and said with a smile, "These kinds of flowers are all flowers used by people during the Qingming Festival, how can there be such flowers at home!" As he spoke, he took out the bouquet of plastic lilies from the vase, tossed it aside, and put the bouquet of paper roses in his hand.

After doing this, he turned his head and asked Qin Feiyu with a smile, "How is it, does it look different?" ”

"Bang-"

A dull sound suddenly came from behind him, Qin Feiyu and Wei Qingran looked at each other at the same time, and saw the trash can at Fu Jingye's feet falling to the ground, rolling back and forth in place.

"I'm sorry, my feet are slippery, I didn't pay attention!" Fu Jingye's face was expressionless, "The flowers sent by Mr. Wei are very beautiful" After saying this coldly, he sat on the sofa.

Qin Feiyu looked at him, although she secretly sighed in her heart, she was a little surprised, because praising her rival was not his style, she was afraid that he would suddenly start a fire.

And at this moment, Fu Jingye spoke again, "The flowers are sent very carefully, but they don't use their brains, and the paper flowers seem to be used to send the dead!" ”

Wei Qingran's face suddenly turned extremely pale, but Fu Jingye continued to say viciously as if he hadn't seen it, "Remember to read more books in the future, don't make jokes!" ”

Even if this is said to a young man who has not done the truth, it will make people feel that they can't get off the stage, let alone Wei Qingran, a social elite who has been in the mall for many years, so his expression is very ugly at this moment, his fists are clenched tightly, and there is a faint tendency to explode.

"Senior, come and sit down first!" Qin Fei said to Wei Qingran, interrupting the conversation between the two and alleviating the embarrassment.

Seeing Qin Feiyu speak, Wei Qingran knew that she was deliberately interjecting, and didn't want him to have any conflicts with Fu Jingye, so for the sake of Qin Feiyu's face, he endured the anger just now.

Qin Feiyu picked a single sofa, and just as she was about to sit down, she felt a gloomy look, so she had no choice, she changed her position again and sat next to Fu Jingye.

At this time, Fu Jingye's tense face eased slightly.

Wei Qingran didn't notice this little movement between them, walked over, and before sitting down, he glanced at Qin Feiyu and Fu Jingye, who were sitting side by side, and then sat on the single sofa without changing his face.

"Senior, how did you know I live here?" Qin Fei was a little puzzled, because she hadn't told Wei Qingran that she lived here.

"Before I came, I went to the Central Hospital!" Wei Qingran replied very frankly.

"I see!" Qin Feiyu knew in her heart, thinking that it would be difficult to refuse later, so she told him her address.

"Today is Valentine's Day, how can Mr. Wei have time to find Xiaoyu? Don't have to be with your girlfriend? Fu Jingye said indifferently, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his deep eyes made it impossible to tell whether he was intentional or unintentional.

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