Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 71 Forgive Me
Luo Chaosheng realized that the little girl had probably seen the news. Although the word molesting made him feel a little bit internally hurt, he still answered Wen Qing implicitly.

"Miss Song has already gone through the resignation procedures this morning. She must have changed another job. After all, Luo's income is not stable. It is normal for her to want to change her job."

iron rice bowl?On the other side of the phone, Wen Qing nodded repeatedly, her eyes curved and her smile sweet.

That's right, there is no more stable iron rice bowl than prison rice. Girl Tin Foil is very satisfied with her new place.

Although she doesn't know the specific details, through the woman, Luo's family, Wen Qing can also infer the real reason why Song Xizhi embraced the iron job bowl based on her characteristics.

Since Luo Chaosheng didn't say it directly, and Wen Qing didn't point it out, she turned to the other end of the phone, bent her eyes and smiled softly: "Ah Luo, I miss you a little bit."

The little girl suddenly said such a sentence, which was no different from a confession. Luo Chaosheng was stunned for a moment, and his heart was filled with joy like a storm. He did not rush to answer, but adjusted his mobile phone to the recording interface.

Then said: "The signal was not very good just now, Qingqing, what did you say?"

Wen Qing did not suspect him, suppressed her shyness and repeated what she had just said in a low voice: "Ah Luo, I miss you."

Satisfied, Luo Chaosheng smiled slowly, and replied to her in a low voice: "Qingqing, I miss you too."

Even though there was a mobile phone, but the voice of the other party seemed to be close to her ear, Luo Chaosheng's tone when facing Wen Qing was always unconsciously bewitching, making people addicted.

"Qingqing, since we both miss each other so much, I'll go to the hospital to find you after get off work, okay?"

The tone of his inquiry was too sincere, so sincere that Wen Qing almost nodded in agreement, but it happened that the nurse's sister opened the door and came in at this time to change her dressing.

While showing the scars on her legs, Wen Qing recalled some memories that could not pass the trial, a trace of peach powder floated on her face, and decisively installed an anti-addiction system on her brain, and quickly rejected Luo Chaosheng's proposal.

"No, no need, Ah Luo, work hard, don't come to the hospital, the nurse is here to change my dressing, I'll die first."

After all, she was the one who provoked Luo Chaosheng first today. After rejecting him, Wen Qing felt a little guilty and hung up the phone hastily.

On the other side, Luo Chaosheng was not angry after being hung up on the phone. He opened the recording interface and called up Wen Qing's voice just now.

The little girl's voice was soft, with obvious shyness, sweet and moving.

"Alo, I miss you."

After listening to it once, he still felt that it was not enough, so he played it a second time.

"Alo, I miss you."

The third time.

"Alo, I miss you."

Fourth time, fifth time, sixth time...

In the end, Luo Chaosheng simply set this voice as Wen Qing's exclusive ringtone.

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The treatment resources Wen Qing received at St. Paul's Hospital were all the best, which made her recover from her injuries faster.

On the fourth day of treatment, she had no pain in her legs and could walk normally without the wheelchair.

Just to be on the safe side, the nurse took her for another examination. The bone was only a slight bruise. After a few days of treatment with professional equipment and medicine, Wen Qing has almost recovered, and there is only a small piece left on her knee. bruises.

This kind of minor injury can be solved by Wen Qing going home and applying medicine by herself. She didn't plan to stay in the hospital to waste medical resources, so she happily went to the doctor to get a prescription early in the morning, and went out to take a taxi back to her home.

Wen Qing is a lively and active person. During the few days she stayed in the hospital, she was so comfortable that she almost had to be adopted and disabled. After finally leaving the hospital and regaining her freedom, Wen Qing did not plan to go back to Fengqiao Villa, and was ready to spend some time wandering around.

She called Tong En and wanted to set up a "rehabilitation bureau" to calm herself down when she was just recovering from a serious illness.

The other party answered the phone very quickly, but the voice was not Tong En, it was a male voice, and it seemed that someone had just been awakened from sleep, the voice was still hazy with sleepiness, and he said hello hoarsely in a daze.

Wen Qing subconsciously glanced at her mobile phone, she dialed Tong En's phone number, that's right, why is it a man who answered the phone?

"Who is it? Didn't I tell you to turn off your mobile phone for the disturbing dream early in the morning? Why did someone call in again?"

Immediately afterwards, Tong En also came out of the phone with a sleepy and angry voice, which made Wen Qing completely sure that she really did not make a wrong call.

"I remember turning off my phone."

The male voice sounded slightly aggrieved, and then there was a sound of fabric rubbing, as if someone lifted the quilt and sat up.

"what?"

There was three seconds of silence.

After a while, a soft, tentative, and nervous voice came from the phone.

"Sister, this seems to be your phone..."

Wen Qing: "..."

Very good, from this sentence, she understood who the male voice was.

At this time, she suddenly thought of a poem.

The spring night is bitter, the day is high, and the king will not go to court early...

Sister Tong is still in the start-up period...

Cutting off the phone silently, Wen Qing began to feel from the bottom of her heart that if she voted the 80 for Sister Tong, she would most likely want meat buns to beat dogs—there would be no return!

She was also someone who accompanied Qin Jin to start a business. At that time, Qin Jin was so busy that he almost didn't touch the ground, devoting all his energy and enthusiasm to his career, wishing he could wake up earlier than a chicken and sleep later than a dog.

If Qin Jin hadn't been so busy at work like a spinning top at the very beginning, and couldn't stop spinning at all, she wouldn't have let him keep going between her and Wen Yu for the next five years without seeing any clues. .

Tsk, why did you think of those two people again? It's so early in the morning, bad luck.

Wen Qing shook her head, shook off the thoughts that came to her mind, paid the taxi driver, and then walked towards the place she rented.

Today seems to be some kind of activity in the community. There are several flash mob teams of students dancing, and they will throw gold paper and flower petals on them to interact with passers-by.

Wen Qing bypassed this small group on purpose, and walked silently towards the building where she lived. When she got downstairs, she suddenly heard an explosion above her head.

The sound is not loud, like a naughty child popping a balloon with a needle.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Qing was sprinkled with rose petals all over her body...

Now is not the season for roses. These flowers should have been transported from the south. After a long period of transportation, their own fragrance has become extremely weak, and the edges of the petals are slightly hardened and blackened.

Eloquently falling from Wen Qing's head, like a grand funeral of roses...

Wen Qing subconsciously took a step back, didn't avoid it, and backed up again, this time directly bumping into a person.

The other party snorted, but with a smile, Wen Qing hurriedly avoided her body in a panic, and turned around with a face full of surprise.

Behind him was Qin Jin holding a large bouquet of fiery red roses in his arms. The flowers with the color of burning clouds made his face even more dazzling.

Facing Wen Qing's unbelievable gaze, Qin Jin smiled slightly, then knelt down on one knee, stood in front of her, and held up the flower in his hand as an offering to her.

"The previous things were all my fault, Qingqing, I know I was wrong, please give me another chance."

　Arlo is on the way to pick up the knife...

　　Thank you cuties for the gifts and tickets~ A big mouthful of mua is included with this chapter~

　　
　
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