Chapter 682

Send a friend's potted plants, the city express package, soon can be delivered to their hands.

So when Han Junyu left the flower market, several people sent him gifts.

In the wechat group, several people were chatting enthusiastically.

"President Han, what's so happy today that he even sent me flowers? Will not be found do not like a woman, to like a man, but to pursue me, right?

My God, I have the honor to be favored by the president of Handa. " It's Pei Qianjian's voice.

"Pei Qian, although you are good-looking, you can't stand the toss. If President Han wants to find Cheng Mo, you can play with him."

When he said this to Yueyang, he didn't avoid Han Junyu. He was still a bit provocative to him with a smile.

"Oh, no, Yueyang, you are always with President Han Da now. If he wants to get up all the time, isn't he looking for you?" Pei Qian fought back.

“……”

Hi, your sister! To Yueyang made a few expressions in the past.

"Yueyang and I have become enemies?"

Cheng Mo, who is rarely bubbling, suddenly talks.

When everyone heard his voice, they all roared a few times. Cheng Mo wanted to keep his position in the main room. It's rare for people who use wechat to speak.

"Cheng Mo, I'm not your rival. It's mainly because a group of people in your family agree. I'll take off my clothes and wait for you. I'm willing." Go back to Yueyang.

"Well, you take off your clothes and wait for me. It seems that I can't live up to your kindness. I have to prepare some tools." Cheng Mo joked, with a chill in his voice.

“……” Xiang Yueyang.

There are no women in this group. Several men are bickering.

But as the party's president Han, has not appeared, he selected a few potted flowers to move into the car, ready to go back to the villa.

Suddenly, he bumps Yueyang into his shoulder and asks him to look at his cell phone. He takes out his cell phone and sees Cheng Mo asking in the group.

[Junyu, when are you and Luoxi going to confirm their relationship? 】

Han Junyu narrowed his cold eyes and answered directly, "she and I have nothing to do with each other except friends and help! 】

[she suits you very well. 】Cheng Mo continued.

Han Junyu smiles, but it's a little chilly. He looks at Yueyang's back neck.

[she suits a lot of people. 】

is it necessary to confirm the relationship when it is suitable, from engagement to marriage?

The logic is too compelling.

[fit doesn't mean that you must be together, but Jun Yu, you can try to get along with her and treat her as your woman. 】Xiao Jue also advised.

Yes, it's not for you to give yourself a try. Jun Yu, take a bold step forward. If you don't know how to date, I'll teach you. 】Pei Qian made jokes.

Han Junyu elbows on the window, long fingers on thin lips, looking at several people's persuasion.

This has happened before, but he didn't care at that time, but now he realizes that something is wrong.

Why are they so eager to see him with lohee?

He put his cell phone in his pocket, started the car and went back to the villa.

On a rainy day, there was a traffic jam in the flower market away from the villa. Coupled with the traffic jam, Han Junyu was surprisingly calm when he thought of the pink rose in the back compartment.

And thinking of the woman in the villa, he thought that the potted flower was very suitable for her.

The traffic jam is too heavy to leave. Han Junyu takes out his mobile phone to check the situation in the villa. Aunt Zhang is holding a cake and a plate of fruit on the tea table and persuading women to eat.

But the woman lying on the sofa, unmoved, rolled round and round on the sofa. Although her eyes glanced at the cake, she bit her teeth and buried her little head in the pillow.

He hooked his lips and turned to see a dessert shop outside the window. He went to buy two desserts and came back.

When he got back to the car and looked at the dessert he put on the copilot, he was a little strange.

Why do you want to go out in the rain to buy dessert?

Deep in his brain, it seems that there is something to show him that he has done many things before he has time to think about them.

It's like going to buy flowers, giving them to friends, getting off in the rain to buy desserts.

Now, he is not himself as usual.

This feeling of losing control made him aware of the crisis, and his face was cold.

So back to the villa, his handsome face is still tight.

Qin Ning in the villa, hungry for a day, plus did not take medicine, uncomfortable nest in the sofa.

Suddenly she heard something moving at the door. She was curious. When she got up, her chin rested on the sofa and saw Lao Mo carrying a flowerpot.

She was surprised to see a pot of pink roses. She wanted to have a look, but she stopped when she saw the tall man coming.

Entering the villa, Han Junyu sees a woman lying on the sofa with long, soft hair in disorder. She blinks her big eyes and stares at herself, just like a kitten who sees her master coming home.Want to close to him, but timid dare not come forward.

He walked into the living room with a cool face and shook the rain on his suit. Aunt Zhang immediately gave him a dry towel.

"Mr. Han, what are these flowers?"

Aunt Zhang is a little nervous. She doesn't feed these plants, so she's afraid she can't do it well.

"Put it on the balcony and let her keep it."

Han Junyu wiped his wet hair and pointed at Qin Ning casually.

Qin Ning was surprised that she had wanted to learn how to raise flowers before. In the past four years, she had time to raise some flowers with the florist.

Looking at those flowers and plants, they are suitable for indoor feeding, not difficult to feed.

But raising flowers is not a matter of one or two days. Does he want to keep her here for a long time?

"Han Junyu, I don't know how to raise it. If it's dead, what can you do with me?"

Han Junyu listened to the woman's soft calling his name, which didn't bore him, so he didn't pursue the problem.

"If you die, you pay for it."

His calm statement, indifferent handsome face, no expression.

Aunt Zhang worried that Han Junyu would catch cold after being caught in the rain. She went to pour him a cup of hot water. Han Junyu didn't refuse either. After drinking the hot water, she finally felt better.

The rain in early summer is still cool.

Qin Ning noticed that the shoulders of the man's suit were wet. He was worried and pursed his lips to take a look at Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang accepted her meaning. She was a little embarrassed, but she braved herself and spoke carefully.

"Mr. Han, why don't you go upstairs and change your clothes?"

Han Junyu took a look at Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang stepped back and lowered her head.

He put down the towel, looked out the window of the rain has not stopped, turned upstairs.

Qin Ning stares at the man's tall figure, disgusted shriveled mouth, Aunt Zhang is a kind-hearted, he likes to use cold face to scare people.

Half an hour later, Aunt Zhang prepared a bowl of ginger soup. Han Junyu also changed his clothes and went downstairs with a few thick flower books in his hand.

He walked steadily to the woman and carelessly threw the book on her.

"Flowers, if you die, you will be buried with them."

“……”

Qin Ning looked at the books and felt heavy in his heart.

It turns out that now she is not as important as those potted plants. Ah, it's miserable to live less than a few potted flowers!