She turned bad

Chapter 151 Can You Pursue Miss Tang

Zhang Miao was surprised for a moment, and tried hard to digest Miss Tang's words in her mind, but she was still worried that Tang Yiling said the opposite, so she repeated deliberately: "Only Mr. Yan's flowers can be put in the yard, isn't it?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Miao was staring carefully at Tang Yiling's demeanor. Ms. Tang had a red face and a small smile, and she was nodding slightly.

Yay, Miss Tang is still embarrassed!

"Yes." The corners of Zhang Miao's lips turned upwards. It turned out that Mr. Yan had taken care of Ms. Tang. If I told you earlier, Zhang Miao couldn't sleep well last night, thinking that the pair of mandarin ducks were yellow!

Zhang Miao went out and asked her aunt to throw the flowers into the trash can.

Auntie doesn't understand why she threw such a nice bouquet...
"I told you to throw it away. From now on, only one person's flowers will be accepted in the yard. Other people's flowers are too vulgar and not worthy of the noble flower arrangement in the yard!"

oh oh oh...

Auntie hurriedly threw the bouquet in the trash can. When she ran back, Auntie smiled as easily as if she had released a bomb.

The more relaxed expression should be the old man with the bronze-colored iron door. He himself didn't expect that Yan Chengmo would either not give it away, but would give it a truckload. It's the face of a Chang Yan family!
No shame on the northerners!
Yan Chengmo works in Yanmo's private restaurant with peace of mind, but the news that he sent flowers the day before yesterday has already spread in and out of the kitchen.

"Boss, I don't understand how you got a big truckload of fresh flowers..." Lin Dawu muttered while washing the butter strawberries brought in by air.

Lin Gang shook his head: "That's right, the florist in Qingshan City can still be hired, but if you get a truckload of flowers, you will go to Kunming and bring them back directly?"

Yan Chengmo listened to these gossips, and immediately wanted to look at Zhao Xuan. Zhao Xuan felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he quickly backed away and went over to tug on Lin Dawu's chef uniform to make Lin Dawu shut up.

Lin Dawu was not so easy to control, not only kept his mouth shut, but also turned his head closer to Yan Chengmo, and was blocked by Zhao Xuan: "Zhao Xuan, get out of the way, I'm going to ask, I've been holding back for several days, little Liang talks about how the boss is so romantic every day, where the hell am I going to get a big truck of flowers!"

"I can help you." Yan Chengmo said with a smile on his face, which made Lin Dawu look at Yan Chengmo in surprise and joy, and Zhao Xuan behind him came over, wanting to tug on Yan Chengmo's collar.

But Zhao Xuan still kept it, he knew that Yan Chengmo still owed him money, so he wouldn't be so inexplicably generous.

"Really, really? Boss, then you can also get Xiao Liang a... don't need a truck, just a small van of flowers, I think Xiao Liang will scream enough to go back to the village with me to have a baby."

Lin Dawu, who was talking, giggled and looked back at the thin Lin Gang, knowing that Boss Yan is a rich man!
The smile on Yan Chengmo's face disappeared: "If you pay for it."

Lin Gang laughed loudly, but the happy smile on Lin Dawu's face disappeared. He was still holding a big red strawberry with cream in his hand. Under Lin Gang's ridicule and Zhao Xuan's secretly contemptuous eyes, Lin Gang No matter what, Da Wu has to persuade Yan Chengmo to give him some employee benefits.

But before Lin Dawu could speak, Yan Chengmo got angry at the strawberry in Lin Dawu's hand: "The strawberry in his hand will be deducted from your monthly salary."

"What?" Lin Dawu saw that the strawberry in his hand was still intact, "It's not bad."

"You've been talking for so long, it's all your saliva, can you still deliver it to the guest's mouth?" Yan Chengmo said while bowing his head while working.

Lin Dawu touched the chef's mask he was wearing: "I'm not wearing a mask?"

Lin Gang laughed and went to work, Zhao Xuan laughed and went to work, leaving Lin Dawu alone to secretly calculate the price of the big strawberry in his hand, which is a fine strawberry that was airlifted from Yunnan... ··

Wen Jun found out that Tang Yiling didn't answer the call, so he came to the Qingteng Community early. He didn't expect to see the red roses he sent in the trash can next to the red iron gate. Wen Jun's heart was as cold as the winter wind. half.

But for Wen Jun, a mature man who has experienced ups and downs, such a thing as a bouquet being thrown into the trash by a girl is not enough to dampen his passion for pursuing a girl.

Wen Jun lingered at the door, originally wanted to ring the doorbell, but his eyes and pupils bumped into the flowers in the yard...
Wenjun vaguely felt that someone was deliberately competing with him for Tang Yiling, and it was also true that Tang Yiling, a sweet and cute girl, was replaced by a girl who was liked by everyone and pursued by many people, which showed that he had a very good vision.

There will be a lot of looting for good things, let alone good girls.

The proportion of bachelors in this era is getting higher and higher, which means that he needs to work harder to pursue Tang Yiling!
Talking about Wenjun dialing Tang Yiling, the third time Tang Yiling finally answered the phone: "Wenjun..."

"Yi Ling, hello." Wen Jun tried his best to speak normally, so that Tang Yiling would not notice his cool mood.

"you······"

"I'm at your door, is it convenient for you to go in and have a coffee?" Wenjun said bluntly, he wanted to see Tang Yiling anyway, because after he saw the news of the divorce between the Tang family and the Chen family, Wen Jun felt that his future Tang Yiling's wife is Tang Yiling. Tang Yiling has a purity and simplicity that ordinary women don't have, and she is a bit straightforward.

"Ah?" Tang Yiling pressed his phone to his chest, and went to check on the monitor in the bedroom. Outside the red iron door, there was a man in white casual clothes standing outside the red iron door. The man with moderately long hair and curly hair, what do you think? They are very gentle and friendly, there is no reason to refuse!

"Zhang Miao, let Wenjun come in and let Auntie make tea." Tang Yiling walked to the door and talked to Zhang Miao. Zhang Miao, who was standing at the entrance of the escalator, nodded and walked down the stairs, Wenjun?
How could Zhang Miao sit still and wait for death?

Zhang Miao took out her mobile phone and sent a few words to Yan Chengmo: "Wen Jun is here to visit."

Tang Yiling smiled and went downstairs to meet Wenjun. Wenjun looked at Tang Yiling in a loose white woolen dress, she really had a classic temperament.

Tang Yiling's smile is a bit heroic and shy...

Wen Jun was confused, his eyes were full of the white fairy Tang Yiling.

"Have you had breakfast?" Tang Yiling went downstairs and sat down slowly opposite Mr. Wen and asked. The aunt beside him helped make tea. Zhang Miao stood by the door of the living room, looking out of the garden from time to time, imagining the red iron gate Someone outside rings the doorbell...
"No, why don't you come to Yiling's house for breakfast?" Wen Jun saw Tang Yiling, his face was full of smiles, and his heart that had been cold just now was completely warmed up.

"Congratulations to Yi Ling for returning to freedom."

"Stop teasing me, Mr. Wen. This scandal is spreading all over the city. I dare not go out for half a step. Stop making fun of me..." Tang Yiling said shyly. let's go.

"Yi Ling's accent is a little old..."

Tang Yiling stared at his round eyes and interrupted him: "I like ancient Chinese literature, I just read too many old sayings."

"Zhang Miao, ask Auntie to serve two bowls and chopsticks."

"Yes."

Tang Yiling made eight-treasure porridge by himself, and Wen Jun, who was sitting opposite Tang Yiling, also made a bowl of black rice eight-treasure porridge, and chatted with Tang Yiling very interestingly, while drinking soy milk and eight-treasure porridge without sugar.

Tang Yiling doesn't like adding sugar. In ancient times, she was used to eating simple food, so she naturally eats some original flavors to have a sense of existence.

It was the first time Wen Jun ate eight-treasure porridge without sugar, seeing Tang Yiling so docile: "Wen Jun dares to ask, can you pursue Miss Tang?"

"Ah?" Tang Yiling opened his mouth, but the half spoonful of eight-treasure porridge hadn't been put into his mouth yet.

(End of this chapter)