"Even if it's fun, it's better than marrying someone and I don't live on my own, OK?"
Rococo's words, like a sharp thorn, pierced into Gu Chengyao's heart.
"Haven't you been happy since you married me?" Gu Chengyao asked sadly.
She totally negated everything she had ever done, and also totally negated him.
"I have been happy before. When I fell in love with you, I was very happy. But when I fell in love with you, all the rest was pain. So, I regret falling in love with you. Fortunately, I have put it down now. I don't hate you, but I won't love you either. After all, it's not directly caused by you, is it? I'm not that important in your heart. Oh, by the way, Shen Qinghe, she's not married yet. After all, she's your first love. I suggest you go back to find her and don't spend any time on me. "
Rococo turns around decidedly. At the moment of turning around, her eyes are red and sour. Her tears will not stop when memories come back.
"Let's not go through it all the time, shall we? I will make up for you for the rest of my life, and I promise that I will never let you suffer any more damage. "
Gu Chengyao wants to catch up with rococo again.
Rococo is like a nimble cat, nimble escape.
Gu Chengyao didn't want to give up. At this time, he held his shoulder with one hand.
His eyes drooped, looking at the hand that drooped on his shoulder, his eyes moved up and locked on Long Yu.
"Let go of me? It's a family matter between us. You're not qualified to manage it. "
"Are they divorced or are they family affairs? Didn't you see that she didn't want to talk to you? You don't have to face it, OK? "
"If the wheel doesn't come to you, let it go." Gu Chengyao shook off his hand.
Once again, long Yu put out his hand, opened his arms and stopped him.
"If you want to move her, you have to think hard. You are doing nothing. We can compete fairly. In the end, we have to respect her for who she chooses. "
"Who wants to compete fairly with you? She's mine, mine."
Gu Chengyao pushes away the blocking Long Yu to chase out again.
Just out of the restaurant door, Rococo has taken a taxi to leave.
When Rococo got home, he closed the door, shut himself in the room and lay on the bed.
I fell asleep.
Ding Dong, Ding Dong, someone rang the doorbell.
The doorbell woke her up in the afternoon.
She got up lazily to open the door.
In front of the door stood a few little flower boys in hats and overalls.
Each of them is holding a bunch of roses in their hands, or different colors. The flowers are top-grade, as if they were sent by air, charming and dripping.
"Hello, is this Miss Luo? Please sign for the rose sent by Mr. Gu. "
"Send it back and tell him I don't want it."
"We are only responsible for delivery, not for return. There is a truck downstairs. Please take it. If you want to return it, you have to pay extra money before we can send it back. "
"If you pay, you pay. It's not because you can't afford it." Rococo went to get his wallet out.
"No, why do I send these flowers back? Since he wants to send them, let him send them. Anyway, he has a lot of stupid money."
Rococo put away his wallet and was not going to return the flowers.
"Then do me a favor and take all the flowers downstairs, including the ones on the truck downstairs, and unload them at the gate of the community."
"Are you sure? Don't move upstairs? With so many flowers, it would be very troublesome for you to carry them alone. " The flower sending brother kindly reminded her.
"Who says I'm going to bring all these flowers up."
Rococo chuckled.
About four o'clock in the afternoon.
Rococo is standing at the gate of the community, waiting for the school bus to take him back.
When the school bus arrived, luoyimeng was led by the teacher to get off the bus, and Rococo successfully received her daughter from school. By the way, I held a bunch of flowers for their kindergarten teacher.
"Wow, Mommy, there are so many flowers, so beautiful." Luoyimeng is very excited to see so many beautiful flowers.
"Meng Meng, what do you think of Mommy selling these flowers cheaply and donating them to the poor people in urgent need of money?"
Asked Rococo, stroking her hair.
Luoyimeng raised his head and nodded, "OK, OK, the teacher also said that he would help those in need."
"Let's sell it here. It's ten yuan a bundle. Many people should buy it."
"Mommy, what does ten yuan look like?" Luoyimeng just returned to China and didn't know RMB.
"Long so, you can see clearly, each bunch of flowers will receive such coins."
Rococo took out a ten dollar note and showed it to her.
"Heller, Mommy, I know."
Mother and daughter put up signs at the entrance of the community.520 flower sale, 10 yuan a bunch.
These flowers are all imported flowers, thousands of yuan a bunch, and the logo on the package is a big foreign brand.
People who know the goods think she's crazy when they see these flowers sold for ten yuan.
However, we don't care so much. It's cheap anyway.
Some people buy more than ten bundles at a time.
Soon, all the flowers were sold out.
The Secretary played a video to Gu Chengyao with his mobile phone.
Gu Chengyao saw that it was Rococo and his daughter, Roy Meng, who were selling flowers at the gate of the community.
He still sold the flowers he gave her for ten yuan.
"President, you don't think it's a bit outrageous. You've spent hundreds of thousands of money on it and sold it for ten yuan."
The Secretary has some sympathy for the flowers and more for the money.
"Ha ha." Gu Chengyao laughed happily.
Secretary do not understand why he can laugh so happy, this is a wry smile? He still said that his brain was caught in the door. Of course, he didn't dare to say that.
"President, is it funny?"
"Don't you think it's funny?" Gu Chengyao looks at his mother and daughter as they are selling flowers happily. He smiles all the time.
"How funny?"
"Their mother and daughter are very happy, aren't they? My goal has been achieved. I send flowers just to make her happy. She thinks she will be angry with me. In fact, otherwise, she will be happy. " Gu Chengyao said with relief.
"Er..."
The secretary was puzzled. The brain circuits of the president were different. They said most of the presidents had different brain circuits. Unexpectedly, the rumors were true. Today, he saw them.
"Well, you go out. I'm in the mood for work."
Gu Chengyao's bad mood of the day dissipated in this moment.
The secretary went out with his cell phone.
Rococo lay at home and counted the money for selling, which was thousands of yuan. She gave all her money to charity.
After doing this, Rococo also sent a picture to Gu Chengyao. Thousands of dollars, and pictures of her flowers today.
In addition, there is a paragraph.
"I can't control your silly money. If you have so much money, you should do more charity, such as donation..."