Chapter 345: A Bouquet of Unknown Origin

"I've already eaten it."

The servant nodded back, paused, and added with a smile: "When I came from the main building just now, I saw Feng Shao and the little young master walking in the courtyard." ”

Hearing this, Feng Linchen's eyes dimmed slightly, and the faint expectation in his eyes couldn't help but disperse.

……

On the other side, Qingjing Garden.

As the night deepened, Ye Yuyao came out of the Su family with two small ones.

Su Shao and his wife and Su Mocheng brothers followed closely behind, looking reluctant.

Ye Yuyao turned around, signaled them not to continue to send them, and then led the two small buns to the courtyard gate.

As soon as he raised his eyes, a bouquet of bright red roses on the ground fell into view.

Ye Yuyao's eyes lit up with doubts, and the little bun beside her also saw it, Ye Qingqing took the lead in breaking free of her hand, and ran forward in surprise: "Wow! What a beautiful flower! ”

Feng Yilin also exclaimed: "It's really beautiful!" ”

Su Mocheng was slightly stunned, his expression was full of doubts, and he stepped forward to find out: "What's the matter?" How can there be a bouquet of flowers here? ”

Su Moyu also leaned over curiously, "Strange, who sent it?" ”

For a while, everyone gathered curiously in front of the courtyard gate.

Su Mocheng picked up the bouquet on the ground and found that there was a card on it.

Su Moyu immediately took the card and looked surprised: "Eh? Miss Ye receives? ”

As he spoke, he handed the card to the person next to him, "Sister, it seems that someone gave it to you." ”

Ye Yuyao took it suspiciously, and found that there was no signature on it, but simply wrote the words "Miss Ye receives".

Su Mocheng, who was on the side, checked the bouquet and found that there was nothing unusual, so he handed the bouquet to her, and asked curiously, "Do you know who sent it?" ”

"I don't know, it's not written." Ye Yuyao took the bouquet as she spoke, and she didn't have a clue for a while.

Su Moyu thought about it, and suddenly felt a little surprised: "It should have been sent by my sister's suitor, right?" ”

Tsk, not long after I recognized my sister, did I want another man to snatch it away?!

As soon as these words fell, Su Mo's eyes were gloomy, and he frowned and asked, "Who has been pursuing you recently?" ”

For a while, all eyes fell on Ye Yuyao.

Ye Yuyao was like a thorn in her back, and a handsome and clear face couldn't help but appear in her mind, a trace of weakness flashed in her eyes, and she quickly denied it: "No!" I don't know what this bouquet is all about! ”

It can't be sent by Feng Xuhan, right?

Su Mocheng took her reaction into his eyes, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Really?" I'm still wondering if it was sent by that guy Feng Xuhan, since you don't know who sent it, it's better to throw it away. ”

Su Moyu nodded in agreement: "Yes, things of unknown origin, it's better to be careful!" ”

After speaking, he reached out and was about to take the bouquet in Ye Yuyao's hand.

Seeing this, Feng Yilin's eyes flashed, and he immediately pushed him away, with a small face, and said in Ye Yiheng's tone: "Uncle, since it is written on it to give it to Ye Yuyao, it is still up to her to dispose of it herself!" ”

If this was really sent by his father, how could he throw it away!

He has to match Daddy and Mommy well!

Hearing this, Su Moyu had no choice but to set an example in front of the child, but he still stared at his sister resentfully and urged: "Okay, then you can throw it away yourself." ”

Su Mocheng also stared at her quietly, although he didn't speak, but obviously he also had the idea of wanting her to throw away the flowers.

Su Shao and his wife, who were not far away, saw it in their eyes and couldn't help but smile at each other helplessly.

Although they also felt uncomfortable about their daughter's suitor, as if someone was going to snatch her away, they would not show it so obviously.

Su Mocheng and the brothers strongly demanded that Ye Yuyao must throw away the flowers.

At the same time, a trace of entanglement flashed between Ye Yuyao's eyebrows.

Is it really good to throw it away like this?

In the next second, without waiting for her to speak, Ye Qingqing next to her took over in a milky voice: "Mommy, can you not throw away such a beautiful flower?" Didn't you say you couldn't just spoil someone else's heart? ”