Chapter 1013

Hua Sheng's face gradually paled, and finally his lips trembled a little, "you are the devil, for me."

Ginkgo listen to the vagueness, but also looked at the Miss wondering.

"What, miss? What do you say to yourself? "

Hua Sheng looks at Ginkgo biloba with complicated eyes. "The flower language of black rose is You are the devil, for me. "

"Ah? Some say you're a demon? " Gingko's meaning is very shallow, and Hua Sheng didn't explain it too much.

Hua Sheng didn't talk with ginkgo. After getting off the bus, Hua Sheng stood at the door for a long time.

In the end, I threw those black roses into the garbage can.

But gingko saw that the young lady was in a bad mood. When she came back, she went into the room and didn't speak.

In the evening, when the river came back, gingko specially told my uncle.

"Sir, sir, our young lady is in a bad mood today."

"What's the matter?"

As soon as Jiangliu heard that his wife was in a bad mood, it was clear. He immediately put down his briefcase and asked directly.

Ginkgo said the cause and effect of things, in fact, nothing, that is, the black rose thing.

Jiangliu also took out his mobile phone to check it, but what he found was different from that of Huasheng.

Black rose flower language is - you are my only, most cherished love forever.

But just like this, the river is also depressing.

Is there an opponent coming to challenge?

Give her a Sheng black roses. What do you mean?

Jiangliu then closed his mobile phone and went upstairs.

Hua Sheng was still lying, but he didn't sleep because his eyes were open.

"A Sheng." He opened the door and went in.

Hua Sheng slowly gets up and leans on the bed behind him. The whole person does not seem to have much spirit.

She was wearing a smooth satin dress, apricot, very light, and originally white, so it looked weak.

River flow is very distressed, hold directly.

"A Sheng."

"Why, Mr. Jiang, do you want to be charming?" Hua Sheng smiles.

"Ah Sheng, who is the one sending flowers?"

"Ha, that quick mouthed gingko told you?"

Jiang Liu continued to play coquettish, "well, I'm very angry. I dare to send flowers to my wife. It's death seeking."

"To be honest, I don't know who it is, but I always think Black roses are not very auspicious. "

This is true. Hua Sheng really doesn't know who it is?

Xie Dongyang, definitely not.

Lingxiao, I can't say that. After all, there's no evidence. But I don't think Lingxiao's rank and IQ are like people who can buy black roses.

As for others Huasheng is even more uncertain.

So I didn't talk about it with the river, and the river is not a top-notch one, so naturally I won't ask about it.

The couple went downstairs for dinner and went to the study.

Huasheng is playing the piano and the river is drinking tea. He often plays this kind of deep artistic conception.

Just at eight o'clock in the evening, Hua Sheng suddenly gets a call from Yu Ping.

"Xiaosheng, did you watch the news?" Yu Ping's voice is very flustered.

"No, nothing news." Hua Sheng still has armor on his hand.

"Look at our shop..."

Yu Ping doesn't know what to say. She can only let Hua Sheng read the news.

Hua Sheng looks at his mobile phone, and his face changes.

It says that an hour ago, a remote commercial street in Jiangcheng city caught fire. There were dozens of shops in the street, all of which were burned to ashes. The main thing is that there were several people living in them. According to the preliminary statistics, they were 4 dead and 12 injured, including one severely burned, who was still in the intensive care unit.

Hua Sheng continues to read the news, and the more he looks at it, the colder his heart gets.