You Wanqing's face suddenly turned pale, and she slowly turned her head to look behind her.

Shang Moqian happened to come down from the stairs and saw You Wanqing walking towards her at the door.

&am;"Mr. Shang, I sent you the flowers you ordered." &am;“

The little brother greeted Shang Mo Qian without knowing what he was doing, and he was very enthusiastic.

Shang Moqian frowned, looked at the little brother, and then looked at the rose in You Wanqing's hand.

But seeing You Wanqing standing motionless in the courtyard, she was very nervous.

She could even sense the chill in the palm of her hand.

& "Okay, thank you. &am;“

Shang Moqian suddenly spoke, causing You Wanqing to be surprised for a while, and suddenly turned his head to look at him.

&am;"It's okay Mr. Shang, it's rare for me to see someone as caring as you...... What about my husband. &am;“

The little brother looked the two of them up and down, they should be married, and changed the boyfriend who came to his mouth to be her husband.

Shang Moqian hooked the corners of his lips, and he didn't smile a little.

&am;"Yes." &am;“

He took the bouquet of flowers in his hand from You Wanqing's arms, signed it for her and handed it back to the little brother who gave the flowers.

&am; "Mr. Shang, Miss You, goodbye. &am;“

The little brother put away his things, greeted the two of them, and drove away.

Shang Moqian just said a few words to the little brother, but You Wanqing felt that it was as long as a century.

His back seemed to be covered in cold sweat.

&am;"Huh. &am;“

Looking at the roses in his hand, Shang Moqian couldn't help but sneer.

He sniffed the rose under his nose, raised an eyebrow, and walked down the steps towards the trash can in the yard.

Throwing the roses in the trash in a dashing manner, Shang Moqian turned around and came back.

When he passed by the door, he took You Wanqing's hand and led her into the house.

You Wanqing was stiffly pulled by Shang Moqian, with a weak expression on his face.

In his heart for a while, You Wanqing couldn't guess what Shang Moqian meant now.

You must know that he is a very possessive person, can she be so calm when she sees others giving her flowers?

Shang Moqian still did his own thing step by step, sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper as usual and waiting for You Wanqing's meal.

But You Wanqing couldn't support it, she went back to the kitchen and continued to cook, but her mind was not on cooking at all.

Finally, she couldn't help but put down the knife and walked slowly to Shang Moqian's side to speak.

&am; "Boss...... &am;“

Shang Moqian's eyes were all on the newspaper, and he answered her without looking up.

&am; "Huh? &am;“

You Wanqing pulled out the newspaper in front of him and sat down beside him.

& "I have something to tell you. &am;“

Shang Moqian glanced at her lightly, & "said." &am;“

You Wanqing was even more heartbroken when Shang Moqian's faint glance was made.

Shang Moqian's eyes revealed a clear understanding of everything, as if he knew what she was going to say next.

&am; "Flowers should be...... &am;“

You Wanqing opened her mouth hesitantly, but she couldn't say the name that came to her lips.

Exhibit Inflammation.

The name is like a hot now

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