Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Mr. Mei didn't care, walked over, casually took the flowers from Mo Qingyi's hand, and asked with a smile, "Young Master Mo wants to chase after my boss?"

"Your boss?" Mo Qingyi was stunned, he couldn't recover from this name.

"Baolian is the owner of Jinmeifang that I invited." Mr. Mei smiled, and while speaking, he had already taken the large bunch of black roses, and said, "My Baolian likes flowers."

Then he just casually unpacked the flowers, took out a crystal bottle, filled it with water, and began to re-arrange the flowers, while muttering: "The flowers packaged by the flower shop are always the same, without any technical content." .”

"What technical content is there?" Duanmu Baolian looked at him and asked in confusion.

"Of course, flower arranging is a technical job." Mr. Mei took the small scissors and began to cut branches and arrange flowers according to his own needs.

Soon, the big bouquet of roses had completely changed its appearance. It was placed on the yellow rosewood table in a noble and elegant manner. It looked mysterious, luxurious and majestic, completely different from the original packaging in the flower shop.

"It's so beautiful!" Duanmu Baolian lay on the table, looked at the vase of flowers, and praised sincerely.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Mei has such a unique skill?" Mo Qingyi felt a little sour in his heart, but he still smiled gently.

"When my first mother was alive, I liked it very much, and I followed suit." Mr. Mei smiled, "It's just a little thing to make girls happy."

"I'm the girl who needs you to tease me." Duanmu Baolian squinted her big eyes, looked at him and said with a cheerful smile.

Mr. Mei couldn't help pinching her pretty little nose, and then said to Mo Qingyi, "Let's have dinner together tonight, I just came back."

"Okay!" Mo Qingyi nodded, can he say no?Although he didn't really want to use Duanmu Baolian, why did he panic when he saw Mr. Mei sitting with Duanmu Baolian?

After eating and watching a movie, everything went according to routine. Then, Mr. Mei drove Duanmu Baolian to go shopping, and Mo Qingyi went back by himself.

It seems that there is nothing wrong, but with one more person, the atmosphere is a little different.

So, when Mo Qingyi returned to Mo's house, after taking a shower, he leaned on the bed and was in a daze, but at this moment, his cell phone rang.

I took it out and took a look, it turned out to be a completely unfamiliar number, someone dialed it wrong, or...

After thinking about it, Mo Qingyi swiped the answer button with his thumb and connected the call——

"It's me!" Mr. Mei's gentle voice came from the phone.

"Mr. Mei?" Mo Qingyi sat up straight involuntarily and asked, "Have you gone back?"

"Yes, Baolian is a little tired from shopping, and has already fallen asleep." Mr. Mei said lightly, "I feel that we should have a good chat."

"Say it!" Mo Qingyi said.

"You want to chase Baolian?" Mr. Mei frowned slightly. He heard Fatty Yang say that Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Baolian were getting closer recently. He didn't need to think about it, but he knew what was going on. He didn't know the dangers of the world, and he didn't want Duanmu Baolian to suffer unnecessary emotional harm because of him.

So, he hurried back from South Africa.

However, what surprised Mr. Mei was that Duanmu Baolian didn't seem to have much affection for the handsome, gentle, imposing Mo Qingyi.