Chapter Seventy-Eight: Family support, the two places are also sweet

Xia Qingni clenched her fists, still pitiful and said: "I want to get the same opportunity as my sister, and I can also use my connections and connections to save Xia's business."

And, before my dad wakes up, I'm sure I'll do better than my sister. ”

After speaking, Xia Qingni left alone, leaving everyone's lonely backs.

After Xia Qingni left, Xia Hou danced with Xia Qingqian.

"Big niece, uncle supports you!"

Xia Feng came over and hugged Xia Qingqian, "You must be able to, this time, you must win!" ”

The shareholders present cheered for Xia Qingqian, "You must defeat Xia Qingni, and we will all support you." ”

I never took winning or losing seriously, but this time was different.

Xia Qingqian must work hard to win, she carries the support of her family and the future of Xia's family.

"I'll do my best!"

After leaving Xia's Mansion, Xia Qingqian went home alone.

She is full of motivation in her heart, and she must formulate a super business plan for this cooperation.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw the courier brother waiting at the door, holding a large bouquet of pink roses.

When the little brother saw Xia Qingqian, he immediately asked, "Are you from this family?" ”

"Yes!"

"Here are flowers for Xia Qingqian."

Xia Qingqian took the flower, thanked her, and entered the house.

Mom wasn't at home, and at this time, she was going to square dance.

Xia Qingqian hugged the flowers, sat on the sofa, and looked through them carefully.

Really! There is a small card.

She just wants to see who sent the flowers and what they are for.

After opening it, I saw the handsome handwriting, as if I saw Mo Zhenchen's appearance.

The card reads:

Qingqian, today is the day of your graduation, I went out for surgery, I can't be by your side, send flowers as my blessing to you.

Love you Zhenchen!

This is the first time Mo Zhenchen has used the word "love" to her.

Love......

Xia Qingqian's cheeks were crimson, which contrasted with the pink of the flowers in her arms, and the shadow was so faint that all around the sofa were pink.

"Didi—"

The sound of receiving the message.

Mo Zhenchen's E-mail from abroad.

[Have you received the flowers?] I'm having surgery, and the email was written in the early hours of this morning. I think that at this time, I should be by your side, share the joy of graduation with you, and celebrate the joy of becoming a member of society.

Now, all I can say is sorry, my dear baby. At the end of my day's surgery today, you must have been asleep.

Please forgive me for celebrating with you in this way, and hopefully, the flowers can surprise you.

I remember that you liked pink, the covers and articles of pink lovers, Park Namseong E-mailed me, I read it, I know you better, and I love you more.

Wait for me to come back and bring you your favorite dolls and backpacks, wait for me. 】

The sweet taste overflowed his throat, surging up one by one, turning into heat and moistening his eyes.

The air was filled with the sweet scent of flowers, and she was enchanted by the sweet fragrance.

The watery eyes were frozen in the bouquet, as if they had seen Mo Zhenchen's warm smile.

The red lips pursed the petals and whispered, "Zhenchen, I love you too." ”

Buried in the bouquet, took a deep breath, as if he threw himself into Mo Zhenchen's arms, and inhaled all the sweetness.

She is so lucky to meet such a perfect man at the most critical moment in her life, so meticulous and caring, she really hopes to hug him tightly at this moment.

"Zhenchen, I really miss you, come back soon."