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After the scream, she gasped, her hair in disarray, her eyes blank. Her world had collapsed in half after her father had had a son, and now, faced with the reality of divorce, she was really on the verge of collapse. She leaned on the steering wheel and cried loudly, feeling wronged.

After crying for a while, she picked up her phone to call her mother. When Su Jinxiu picked up, she continued to cry into the phone, and from her words, Su Jinxiu heard that she had already signed for a divorce.

Su Jinxiu didn't know how to advise her to wait in the garage. She sent the driver to pick her up.

Half an hour later, Su Tiexiu walked out of the car. Seeing her daughter sitting in the sports car with swollen eyes, she felt very sad and helpless.

"Mom, it's Wen Xin … It was Wen Xin who divorced me. This stinking woman, she was the one who secretly fell in love with Jueye. She was the one who divorced Jueye and me … " The moment Xia Ran stepped out of the car door, she immediately told her the truth that she had misunderstood. In her heart, Leng Jueye loved her, and she must have been blown by Wen Xin to the side of her bed, causing her to be disgusted with him, which resulted in the divorce.

"Of course, this is not your sister's fault, Wen Xin did not do that." Su Jinxiu was so shocked that she immediately defended Wen Xin.

"It's her, it's her. She already knew that Leng Jueye had already recognized her, but she didn't say anything. She purposely didn't say anything, so we could arrange for her to go to Jueye's room time and time again …"

"Stop talking nonsense, go home first and calm down first." Su Jinxiu carried her into the car, and the driver brought them out of Leng's Group's underground garage.

In the car, Xia Ran cried until she was confused, as if she had been betrayed by the whole world, her entire body was filled with resentment and sorrow, and Wen Xin was the idol of her hatred.

In the office, when Leng Jueye was facing a few documents, he looked at them absent-mindedly. The image of Wen Xin's face occupied his mind, making him anxious.

Xia Ran pointed all the complaints at Wen Xin. If Wen Xin knew, how would she reject him? No matter how weak Xia Ran was, she was still a sister of hers who had lost a mother's blood. She would definitely get even further away from him because of Xia Ran's hatred.

He thought that after getting divorced from Xia Ran, Xia Ran would let go of all her worries. Even if she hated Wen Xin for being together with him in the future, she would still resolve her resentment over time. However, right now, Xia Ran was blaming the crime of divorce on Wen Xin, believing that Wen Xin was the culprit behind their divorce, this was truly a development that he did not expect.

Throwing away the brush, his slender fingers rubbed the space between his eyebrows. For her sake, he was unable to focus on his work without worry.

He wanted to see her.

This thought had just sprouted in his mind, but he was not a repressive person. His swift and decisive actions made him do as he pleased.

He grabbed his suit and got through to Zuo Feng's inside information, telling him to follow him to the airport immediately. He had to go to Lin Jiang City and meet with that woman first.

Zuo Feng answered from the other end of the phone. He originally wanted to remind him that there was a meeting in the afternoon, but it was obvious that the owner's mood was broken.

The car rushed out of the garage and headed towards the international airport where his private plane was located. On the way, Zuo Feng had already contacted the time to take off, and once they reached the airport, they could take off.

Two hours later, two handsome men walked out of the airport passageway, especially the man in the lead. The aura of the man in the lead was so pure that it could cause anyone to turn their head.

At the Flower Speaker Flower Shop in Linjiang City.

It was almost noon, and there were few customers, and when Dink went to buy fast food, there was only Kekeke in the florist's shop. She looked down in a field of cut roses, wearing a white shirt, a black skirt, and a flowered apron, with a headband of the same color, and her long black hair tied loosely behind her head. When she looked down, she looked like a person out of a painting.

When Leng Jueye walked into the flower shop, what he saw was that the elf girl who was stepping on the ground and playing with the flower made his eyes widen a few times.

At this moment, she was like a high school student that had yet to lose her childishness.

Wen Xin felt that a customer had entered the shop, and before she could even see who it was, she smiled sweetly, "Welcome …" When she saw the man's face, he forcefully swallowed the last two words.

"You …" Wen Xin looked at the man who walked in in in astonishment, as if he was extremely shocked.

Leng Jueye sized up her outfit with interest and smiled, "The one who came was a guest, your God, is this how you greet me?"

Wen Xin bit her lips and asked with a red face, "Sir, what kind of flowers do you want to buy?"

"I want to take all the flowers here to a woman." Leng Jueye's long and narrow eyes gave off a beautiful vibe.

Wen Xin was startled, she raised his head, "May I ask who you want to send out?"

"Far in the horizon, so close." Leng Jueye locked onto her.

Wen Xin stared at him angrily, "Don't make trouble here! I still have work to do, so please get out. "

"Okay, now, please wrap me a bunch of flowers that represent I love you and give it to me." Leng Jueye looked at her seriously and ordered.

Wen Xin was startled, only to see him taking out ten hundred bills and placing them on the table.

Wen Xin looked at him angrily, "There's no flower like I love you."

Leng Jueye's eyes playfully turned and saw that there was a rose specific floral representation of numbers pasted on the wall. He squinted his eyes and looked at it one by one, and finally chose to use the language of 999 roses in a heroic manner.

"I want 999 roses, as if the sky is long and the earth is long, love is endless." He turned his head to look at a certain woman in the shop assistant and said.

Wen Xin lowered her head, used a cloth to wipe the glass table, and said indifferently, "Today's roses are not enough, go buy some more!"

"What about 365 flowers?" Leng Jueye could only take a step back. This represented him thinking about you every single day.

Wen Xin had long memorized the flowery words, and upon hearing his words, her face turned slightly hot, she continued to coldly reject him, "No."

"101 roses for my most beloved."

Wen Xin replied mechanically, "No."

Leng Jueye squinted his eyes, seeing that she indeed did not have many roses left, he could only blow a few strands of hair on his forehead gloomily. He only glanced at them for a moment, then stopped looking at them.

Wen Xin's heart was already in turmoil because of this man, she suddenly pushed his hand away in anger, and stared at him: "Are you done making trouble? I'm going to do business, please get out."

Leng Jueye looked at her with an innocent and injured expression, "I didn't make a fuss, I'm serious."

"I'm not doing your business today, okay?" Wen Xin was so angry that her face turned red.