After being massaged by the masseuse, Jian Xiaomo returned to the manor. Her entire body felt comfortable. Just as she was walking around the room and stretching her limbs, a servant suddenly walked in quickly. She said respectfully, “Young Madam, there’s something for you outside. You need to sign for it.”
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Jian Xiaomo was stunned. She looked at the servant in shock and asked, “Something for me?”
2The servant immediately said respectfully, “The person who sent the thing must definitely want to see you!”
2Hearing this, Jian Xiaomo followed the servant out. On the way, she was cursing in her heart. Who would suddenly hand her something?
2She thought for a while, but couldn’t figure out who it was.
When she reached the manor’s entrance, she saw a young man riding an electric bike. He was waiting there with a big bouquet of roses in his hand.
Jian Xiaomo was stunned.
At this moment, the young man had already seen Jian Xiaomo. He immediately parked the car to the side and quickly walked forward. He said politely, “Excuse me, are you Miss Jian?”
2Jian Xiaomo looked at the flowers in the young man’s hand and nodded, but she was puzzled.
Seeing Jian Xiaomo nod, the young man immediately smiled and said to Jian Xiaomo, “Miss Jian, Young Master Chu asked me to give you this.”
2Then he stuffed the rose into Jian Xiaomo’s hand, got into his electric car and left.
Jian Xiaomo stood there in a daze, looking down at the rose in her hand. She was still thinking. Young Master Chu, who is Young Master Chu? She doesn’t seem to know anyone with the surname Chu.
2Just as Jian Xiaomo was confused, her phone suddenly rang in her pocket.
Jian Xiaomo picked up the phone and looked at it. She instantly understood. She quickly picked up the phone and said coldly, “I’m sorry. Please don’t give me roses in the future.”
2“What if I insist on giving them?” Chu Moxuan’s lazy voice came through.
2Jian Xiaomo was suddenly stunned. Her face instantly turned cold and she said, “I’m very grateful to you for saving my life last time. But please don’t give me any more roses. I don’t want my husband to misunderstand.”
2She was about to hang up the phone, but before she hung up, she heard Chu Moxuan’s insistent voice. “I’ll keep sending them.”
2Jian Xiaomo’s face turned even uglier when she heard this. She directly hung up the phone and walked to a place beside the manor. She threw a big bouquet of roses into the trash can and turned around to walk back.
However, she was cursing in her heart. This Chu Moxuan was fine, and she had only met him a few times in their lives. Why did he send her roses so many times? Could it be that he had improper thoughts about her? But it was impossible… Besides, Jian Xiaomo would not have such a dream. Besides, she was alone with a husband and children. Chu Moxuan did not seem to be an unreasonable person. So, what was his purpose.
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As she was thinking, Jian Xiaomo bumped into a firm chest. She looked up and saw Long Chenjue standing in front of her. His deep eyes were sizing up Jian Xiaomo thoughtfully.
2Jian Xiaomo was stunned. Then, she smiled at Long Chenjue.
2However, Long Chenjue was not fooled at all. His deep eyes looked around Jian Xiaomo’s small face. He said in a magnetic voice, “What are you thinking about?”
2Jian Xiaomo was stunned and quickly shook her head. After shaking her head twice, her head was lifted up by Long Chenjue’s slender fingers.
2The man’s pitch-black eyes directly looked into Jian Xiaomo’s eyes, and he said in a ridiculously sexy voice, “Jian Xiaomo, are you lowering your IQ, or are you insulting my IQ?”
2All the worries of this woman were written on her face, and she still dared to say that she was fine.