Chapter 42

"Good night."

Song tingshen said that, both of them can't help but think of the good night kiss that day.

Ruan Xia has a good impression on Song Tingshen now. All kinds of things he shows now are the demeanor of a mature man who is more than more than 30 years old and has a successful career. There is no sense of greasiness on his body. At the moment of closing the door, Ruan Xia leans back against the door and looks at Wang Zai lying on the bed and has fallen asleep. For the first time, she has a similar confused mood. If she has been in the world, So, what will her relationship with song tingshen become?

Although she is not so eager for love, she is less than 25 years old this year, and song tingshen is only 35 years old. What should she do with the remaining decades?

Ruan Xia is not a person who likes to worry about things that don't happen in the future, so such confusion only lasts for a few minutes. When she lies in bed and picks up her mobile phone again, her brain unconsciously blocks the headache.

When song tingshen returned to the room, he just sat by the bed with his hands on his knees. He didn't know how long he had been sitting. He took his wallet from the headstock and opened it to see the picture from Ruan Xia's car.

He is not too passive in the emotional aspect. From the perspective of businessmen, Ruan Xia is indeed the most suitable person for him at present.

Want to give Wangzai a really healthy and warm family, this is his original intention.

He did not intend to divorce Ruan Xia and have a relationship with another unknown person. As a man who is thirty-five years old, he never seems to care too much about love. At his age, what needs to be considered is never his own preference. But when I just made milk for her, I was in a peaceful mood. When I stood at the door of her room, even if I didn't look inside, I knew that his children were lying in the bed, and she was just like that Standing at the door, holding the cup in his hand, song tingshen felt satisfied for at least one moment.

No, it's not satisfaction. At that moment, what he thought was that if he and Ruan Xia were real couples, if they had feelings for each other, it might be better.

The next day, Ruan Xia led Wang Zai out of his bedroom when he came across song tingshen, who was going downstairs for breakfast.

Wang Zai's ass is bumpy. Song tingshen bends down to pick him up and holds his fat ass. "did you brush your teeth?"

"Yes, every tooth has been brushed." Wangzai opens his mouth to show his little white teeth.

Song tingshen glanced at Ruan Xia and thought, fortunately, she was not seen in the evening.

Ruan Xia is putting on the mask at the moment, she walks to Song Tingshen, puts out the white hand to press the pressure, lets the mask on the face to be more obedient, "good morning."

Wang Zai hugged song tingshen's neck and asked with a smile, "Daddy, doesn't Mom look like a ghost?"

Ruan Xia glared at him, "have you seen such a beautiful ghost?"

Song Tingshen coughed and thought. He said, "don't walk around when you apply the mask in the evening."

Ruan Xia: "..."

Does big pig hoof know what is skin care?

She was too lazy to take care of the father and son, walked downstairs in front of them, and her aunt was still busy making breakfast in the kitchen.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Ruan Xia was close to the door, so she got up and went to the porch. Through the video equipment, she saw a young man standing at the door. Thinking of someone at home, she opened the door. Before she could ask who it was, she saw that the man held a bunch of roses in his hand and saw that there were ninety-nine red roses. It was spectacular Holding it a little hard, he asked with a small card, "excuse me, does Miss Ruan Xia live here?"

Ruan Xia Leng Leng, "I am."

The flower delivery brother smiled and handed the receipt to Ruan Xia, "please, Miss Ruan."

Ruan Xia took the card from the flower delivering little brother. There was no signature on the card, and there was no name of the flower delivering person. Urged by the little brother, she signed her name, hugged the big bunch of roses, and turned around in a dazed face. The first reaction was to ask song tingshen, "did you send it?"

Of course, she regretted it as soon as she asked.

How could song tingshen send her flowers? He doesn't look like a person who can do such a thing at all.

She asked him only when her brain was full.

Sure enough, song tingshen looked at the big bunch of roses in her hand, and his face was also puzzled. He shook his head. "No."

Ruan Xia is really helpless now. He hollows out his brain, but he thinks of several people But then again, those people who are interested in the original owner all know that she has a husband, her husband or song tingshen, who has the means and ability in the shopping mall. Because of this, no one dare to pursue the original owner openly and openly. So, the problem is, who will send flowers to her home so short-sightedly? Or who is not afraid to offend song tingshen and chase her?

When it comes to short eyes

Ruan Xia heart a guess, should not be in two young Duan Chi?

It seems that he is the only one among those people who can do such an indescribable thing. After all, this man ran directly to song tingshen's office

Sure enough, there is a card in the bouquet, which says "don't throw it away again"

She walked into the living room with this big bunch of roses and laid them on the coffee table.

Wang Tsai rushed to it immediately, and made several whoops. "There are so many flowers."

Song tingshen didn't seem to want to ask her who sent the flowers, but took Wang Zai's hand and walked to the dining room. Ruan Xia couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a while, so he shouldn't mind. After all, the relationship between the two was here. Besides, they had already opened up their words. In terms of private life, he should also believe her.

Maybe I want to save her some face.

Song tingshen was ready to go out to work after eating breakfast. Even Ruan Xia didn't notice. When he passed the living room, he looked at the conspicuous rose bouquet on the tea table without trace.

When aunt went out to buy vegetables, Ruan Xia sat on the sofa and saw this big bunch of roses.

She seems to believe in the plot of the novel so much that Duan Chi doesn't even get a cannon fodder in the novel, so he won't come out and jump again. It's not this bunch of flowers that embarrasses her. She can throw them directly into the garbage can, but what about another bunch of them tomorrow? This is to make sure that she doesn't feel better.

Wang Zai sat next to her and listened to her mother's sighing. He held her arm in his fat claw and asked, "Mom, aren't you happy?"

"No more."

Ruan Xia thought about it, but he just managed to get up his spirits, took out his mobile phone, took a picture of this bunch of roses, and put it on the city's Internet

Although it's not Valentine's day or Christmas, ninety-nine roses are not cheap to come here. It's estimated that they should be at least a thousand smaller. It's so wasteful to throw them into the garbage can. It's painful to think about it. It's all money. Although it's not her money, it's better to sell them online.

Now the network is very developed. Ruan Xia offers 500 yuan. She has been contacted within half an hour after putting the business information on the Internet. The buyer is also happy. He didn't bargain with her again. He probably knows that this is the cheapest price.

She was just about to meet with foreign teachers, so she made an appointment with the buyer to meet in the same city 1, exchange 1, and the location of the appointment was also the city center.

The buyer is a procedural ape wearing black frame glasses. According to him, today is his girlfriend's birthday. He just doesn't know what gift to give. It's expensive to buy roses in the florist's shop. Buying her flowers can save hundreds of dollars. In the evening, he can have a candlelight dinner.

Ruan Xia looks at the 500 yuan extra on her mobile phone. She is satisfied with one copy. She has a bold idea. If Duan Chi really sells a bunch of roses every day, she can earn more than 10000 yuan a month if she sells 500 yuan a day!

…… Cough!

She can't have such an idea! She has a lot of money now!

Wang Chai pulled the sleeve of La Ruan Xia and asked, "Mom, why do you give the flowers to that uncle?"

Ruan Xia touched Wang Zai's head. "I sold the flowers to him, and my mother made 500 yuan."

It's a pity to throw it away. Isn't it the eye of song tingshen to put it at home? After all, although they don't have any feelings, a man can send the flowers directly to their home. Song tingshen is not a wooden man. It's the best choice to think about it and sell it. She just bought lunch for the children in a remote area with these 500 yuan in a certain treasure.

Song tingshen came out of the conference room and happened to pass the sales department on his way back to the office. He saw a bunch of flowers on the desk of one of the employees in the sales department. Inevitably, he thought of the roses Ruan Xia received this morning.

It's impossible to say you don't care about it at all. After all, the flowers have been sent home.

Back in the office, song tingshen thought about it and dialed Wangzai's number with his mobile phone.

Wang Zai answered the phone quickly, and crisscross shouted: "Dad, what can I do for you! I eat out with my mother! "

Song tingshen pretends to be casual and asks, "is mom by the side?"

Wang Zai replied, "mom went to the bathroom. My sister and I are waiting for her!"

Song tingdundundun, "Wang Zai, dad asked you something, you don't tell mom, OK?"

"Good!"

"Where's that bunch of flowers at home this morning?"

Wang Zai tried to think about it. Fortunately, the interval is not long now, and he still can't forget it. "My mother gave an uncle, and my mother said that I sold it to him! Made five hundred dollars! "

Song tingshen: "......"

He thought about several possibilities, but he didn't think that Ruan Xia would sell that bunch of roses.

Even he didn't find out. He had a smile in his eyes.

"Good night."

Song tingshen said that, both of them can't help but think of the good night kiss that day.

Ruan Xia has a good impression on song tingshen. All the things he shows now are the demeanor of a mature man in his thirties who has a successful career. He doesn't feel greasy at all. At the moment of closing the door, Ruan Xia leans back against the door and looks at Wang Zai, who is lying in bed and has fallen asleep. For the first time, she has a similar confused mood. If she has been in the world, So, what will her relationship with song tingshen become?

Although she is not so eager for love, she is less than 25 years old this year, and song tingshen is only 35 years old. What should she do with the remaining decades?

Ruan Xia is not a person who likes to worry about things that don't happen in the future, so such confusion only lasts for a few minutes. When she lies in bed and picks up her mobile phone again, her brain unconsciously blocks the headache.

When song tingshen returned to the room, he just sat beside the bed with his hands on his knees. He didn't know how much he had sat