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Chapter 755: Flower Arrangement

An Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Yes." ”

"Only you know?" Jiang Muye asked again.

"No, my clerks know that." An Xiaoxiao asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Muye hesitated: "What about the clerk?" Does anyone else know? ”

An Xiaoxiao was silent for a while, looked away from the deep eyes of the man opposite, and said lightly: "My husband." ”

Jiang Muye: "......"

Heart-piercing.

"I heard Liu Xing tell your story." After being silent for a long time, Jiang Muye said again.

Ann Xiaoxiao's eyes moved away from the book: "So what? ”

Jiang Muye pondered for a moment and said: "I think that a man's feelings for a woman are not easily changed, especially since you have experienced so many things between you, so I think, maybe something happened to him, right?" ”

His eyes were firmly fixed on An Xiaoxiao's expression and demeanor, trying to analyze the information about Jiang Muye from it, so as to further provide a basis for recovering his identity.

As far as the eye could see, the woman's bright eyes bent and smiled naturally: "Really? ”

Jiang Muye was stunned for a moment, and suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Judging by the reaction of Her Royal Highness the Princess, it seems that she is very accepting of this statement.

Or maybe she always had illusions about that man in her heart.

So......

Jiang Muye suddenly felt that he was quite cruel, he just said it casually, in order to get some information.

But right now, he doesn't know how to end it.

Especially in the face of the expectation and smile in the woman's bright eyes, he didn't know whether to nod or shake his head.

Jiang Muye silently lowered his head: "If Your Highness has nothing to do, I'll go and get busy first." ”

An Xiaoxiao didn't ask much, only nodded: "Go ahead." ”

When Jiang Muye's figure disappeared from the café, An Xiaoxiao retracted his gaze, feeling a little strange in his heart, what did he mean by that?

After thinking for a while without an answer, Ann's little eyes turned to the garden again, and saw that the man had taken off his suit jacket and was helping the gardener water the flowers together.

At this moment, what he left An Xiaoxiao with was a familiar back, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and handsome, and his every move was outstanding.

An Xiaoxiao smiled and lowered her head, if Muye was here, he would definitely be more handsome than Chen Dong.

Yes, her dear husband is the most handsome man in the world.

……

Not long after breakfast, Zhong Jiahe and Zhong Jiawen arrived.

Zhong Jiahe's battle was very large, and a large handful of roses were delicate, and as soon as he entered the princess's mansion, he attracted everyone's attention.

Jiang Muye was holding scissors to prune the flower branches, and when he heard the gardener next to him sigh, he raised his head to look over.

There were 99 roses in sight, and they were held on the chest by the young man, and with his handsome and smiling facial features, it was particularly unpleasant.

Jiang Muye frowned, remembering that he was Zhong Jiahe, who had an affair with Her Royal Highness the princess a while ago.

"The young master of the Zhong family is really affectionate to Her Royal Highness our princess."

The gardener next to him smiled and said, "Don't say it, the male talent and the female appearance are quite suitable, what do you think of Captain Chen?" ”

Jiang Muye was stunned for a moment, didn't say anything, and the action of pruning the flower branches became more and more aggressive.

For some reason, he only felt a wave of anger and displeasure in his heart swell, and the urge to beat the man with his fist was inexplicable, which made his whole person anxious.

He began to doubt his feelings for Her Royal Highness, as if it was really not that simple.

Could it be because he used to be Jiang Muye's stand-in?

So even with this affection for Her Royal Highness the princess has been copied?

Jiang Muye felt that this emotion was very dangerous, and on the premise that he had not yet regained his identity, he must always remain calm and sober.

"It is rumored that the royal family is going to marry the Zhong family, either Her Royal Highness the Princess and the little master of the Zhong family, or Her Royal Highness and the eldest lady of the Zhong family, of course, it is possible to kiss each other."

The gardener was still thinking in pieces: "It's good for me to say that it's good to kiss and kiss, they are all talented and beautiful." ”

Jiang Muye cut off a very beautiful red rose with a click.

"The Zhong family is also one of the best in our D country, and the princess will definitely not be wronged if she marries."

With a click, Jiang Muye cut off a very good-looking perfume lily.

"Besides, the young master of the Zhong family is definitely better to our princess than that Jiang or something in Huaxia."

With a click, Jiang Muye cut off a few colorful Fulang.

The gardener's eyes were still following Zhong Jiahe, and when he saw him hand the flower to An Xiaoxiao's hand, he was immediately satisfied.

"It seems that our Royal Highness is also interested in the young master of the Zhong family, and accepts his tweed."

Click, click

Seeing that everyone in the café was seated, the gardener retracted his gaze, and as far as he could see, Jiang Muye's big scissors were shooting towards the calla lily.

"Eh, Captain Chen, don't ......"

"Click, click, click!"

Jiang Muye turned his face expressionlessly to look at the gardener: "What did you say?" ”

The gardener looked at the pile of flowers on the ground that should have been proud of the flowers growing on the branches, and covered his heart: "It's nothing, Captain Chen, you ...... Take a break. ”

"It's okay, I'm not tired." Jiang Muye sharpened his knife to the carnation.

The gardener stood in front of the carnation with a righteous face: "Cut me, don't cut the flowers." ”

Jiang Muye: "......"

He silently picked up the flowers he had cut before, and hugged them all the time, the fragrance was thick, but it was refreshing.

He suddenly remembered the vases in the café, raised his eyebrows slightly, and walked towards the café with the flowers in his arms.

In the floor-to-ceiling window, he saw Her Royal Highness the princess sitting by the window and chatting with the two of them, and the large bouquet of roses was placed on the table behind them, showing off her majesty.

He pushed the door in a bit loud, attracting the crowd in the café to look sideways.

He ignored those curious gazes, and walked straight to the table closest to An Xiaoxiao and them, and put the flower down.

The front desk of the café came over: "Brother Dong, what's the matter with these flowers?" ”

Jiang Muye's voice was muffled: "You bring the vase from the café." ”

The front desk understood: "Okay, Your Highness told me to go to the garden to pick some flowers and put them in a vase two days ago, but I always forget." ”

After saying that, she went, and quickly brought three or five vases over and placed them on the table in turn: "Brother Dong, I'll be with you." ”

"No, you can go and get busy, I can do it myself." Jiang Muye took scissors and began to prune the flower branches: "Anyway, it's nothing today." ”

The front desk thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, anyway, your task is to protect His Highness, where she is, where are you." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Muye raised his eyebrows, subconsciously looked at the window, and his gaze unexpectedly crashed into An Xiaoxiao's bright eyes.

There was a hint of deep inquiry in her gaze, and her eyes tugged at the corners of her lips at him, smiling politely and distantly.

Jiang Muye's heart suddenly astringent, and he turned his face and continued to prune the flower branches expressionlessly.

After Zhong Jiawen and Zhong Jiahe sat down, although An Xiaoxiao chatted with them again, her eyes inadvertently swept over the garden several times.

She saw Jiang Muye cutting flowers in a big way, and in the end, the gardener himself became a flower messenger.

She thought he just didn't understand, so she cut it blindly, but just now she saw him come in with flowers, and a large bouquet of flowers covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of deep eyes.

Looking at the past from afar, An Xiaoxiao's heart unconsciously became chaotic.

It seemed that seeing Jiang Muye walking towards her step by step made her whole body nervous.

It wasn't until he pushed the door in and put the flower down, revealing his whole face, that the peaceful and unfamiliar facial features once again told An Xiaoxiao this cruel truth.

He is Chen Dong, not Jiang Muye.

Except for their stature and voice, they have no other similarities, none.

Ann Xiaoxiao told herself secretly.

"An An? Ann? ”

Hearing Zhong Jiahe's voice, she suddenly came back to her senses: "What? ”

"You're distracted." Zhong Jiahe smiled and said.

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips embarrassedly: "I think of something else, well, what did you just say?" ”

Zhong Jiahe explained carefully: "Aren't you presiding over a project that focuses on children with disabilities? I would like to seek opportunities to work with you. ”

"Cooperation?" An Xiaoxiao thought for a while and replied: "This is actually a government-led public welfare project. ”

Comprehending the meaning of her refusal, Zhong Jiawen opened her mouth for her younger brother: "Yiyi is like this, Jiahe has opened a foundation that focuses on the rights and interests of women and children, and there is overlap with your project, if you consider it from the aspect of maximizing the effect, you can really cooperate." ”

An Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment: "Then I'll think about it, I have to discuss this matter with the third brother." ”

"Okay." Zhong Jiahe looked at her tenderly: "Actually, I mainly want to help you share some of it, it's too tiring for you to do these things alone." ”

An Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and a particularly loud sound of cutting flowers came from the table next to her, causing An Xiaoxiao to turn her head and see that the man had accidentally cut a particularly beautiful rose short.

At the moment, I don't know where to insert it.

"Chen Dong, you can choose one of these flowers." An Xiaoxiao pointed to the rose that Zhong Jiahe brought over: "Your cut is too short, and it doesn't look good when you insert it." ”

There are many flower arrangements, and An Xiaoxiao's aesthetics are also picky, and the vase of flowers on the table is very tasteful, only a bright red rose is missing.

She didn't think too much about it, she just wanted to be perfect, so she just ordered it casually.

Jiang Muye turned his head and smiled at her: "Okay." ”

Then he really came over, plucked a rose, plucked it slightly, pruned it slightly, inserted it into a vase, looked left and right, and put it aside with satisfaction.

When he relaxed, he suddenly noticed a beam of eyes looking him up and down.

Turning his head without hesitation, Jiang Muye and Zhong Jiahe's eyes collided.

The young man had a pair of deep eyes, but the sophisticated and calm suddenly softened and became curious when he touched Jiang Muye's gaze, and then turned to An Xiaoxiao.

"An An, this Chen Dong doesn't seem to have seen it before."

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