Chapter 281

A Rolls-Royce leader, with a mighty convoy of flowers, rushed from the flower market to the Shangge Hotel in the city.

At this time, Tong Bao was tired of crying and had fallen asleep in the crook of Mommy's arm. But from time to time, he made a dream noise, "I don't want Daddy, Daddy is a bad person." ”

Luo Shihan's eyes were red, and her heart was like a knife.

The door of the hotel was suddenly knocked, and Fengxian looked at her lonely sister-in-law and took the initiative to get up and open the door.

"Sister-in-law, come quickly."

Hearing Feng Xian's exclamation, Luo Shihan put Tong Bao on the bed and walked out.

Outside the door is a sea of bright red roses.

The ground is covered with a thick layer of flower petals, and there are white floats on both sides of the road, and inside the floats are heart-shaped roses.

Fengxian looked nymphomaniac, "It's too romantic." If it had come for me, I would have married him. ”

As soon as the words fell, the Battle Chill Lord stepped in high spirits from the staircase around the corner.

Feng Xian hurriedly covered her mouth and swallowed back her words, "When I didn't say it." Then he ran into the house.

Counted, a total of eleven floats.

Feng Xian stared at the copper bell in shock, "How many roses do you need here?" ”

Luo Shihan looked at Fengxian and said with a smile, "Which gentleman has taken a fancy to you?" ”

"Can't you see it? I'm after you. ”

Luo Shihan had a headache and pinched her forehead. "Master Zhan, roses will wither, I'm sorry I can't accept this short-lived passionate love."

After Luo Shihan finished speaking, he turned around and entered the house, slamming the door shut.

Luo Shihan saw the Battle Chill Jue, and there was a trace of confusion in the black glass pupils.

"Zhan Ye, what are you doing?" Luo Shihan really couldn't understand the purpose of his troubles.

Zhan Hanjue stood in front of her, his hands in his trouser pockets, and his languid expression carried the nobility of the torn prince.

He dared to guarantee that Luo Shihan would die without a place to be buried.

Zhan Hanjue glared at Guan Xiao, and Guan Xiao walked over in fear.

"Didn't you say that Zhan Tingjun chased a woman nine times out of ten?" The Battle Chill Lord grimaced.

War Chill Lord's flower delivery plan was a complete failure.

Guan Xiao looked at the president who was eating the closed door, stunned.

The only person in the world who dares to embarrass the president is Luo Shihan.

"Call the door." The Battle Chill Lord said coldly.

Guan Xiao rang the doorbell.

No one responded.

Guan Xiao drooped his head, "President, the women that Zhan Ye usually pursues are Internet celebrities, maybe that set is not suitable for women from good families." ”

Zhan Hanjue thought for a moment, and a light smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Also, how can his Zheng Ling be the same as those vulgar fans?

Feng Xian supported her chin with one hand and looked at Luo Shihan suspiciously.

"My brother's lonely personality will actually send flowers to girls, this is really a 10,000-year-old iron tree blooming. Sister-in-law, my brother can't be in love with you, right? ”

Luo Shihan smiled astringently, "His attitude towards me is indeed not as bad as before, but I guess he is taking care of the child's face." Not really like me. ”

Guan Xiao's face was a little gray, and he secretly glanced at the president, but the president didn't mean to let him stop, so Guan Xiao had to continue pressing.

The doorbell rang for a long time.

Inside the house.

Zhan Fengxian's eyes were slightly dark, she knew that her eldest brother liked Sister Zheng Ling, it was a love that hurt her heart to the bone.

People like the eldest brother, from childhood to adulthood, the things they like remain the same, and the things they have used are never willing to be thrown away, and it is impossible to forget Sister Zheng Ling so quickly.