The surrogate wife is a goddess

Chapter 8 Two Concepts
This woman is too violent, to kick the chrysanthemum with her foot?

How lovely and elegant is the chrysanthemum?Kick her if you provoke her?
Shouldn't it be a brain circuit with me?The place where the chrysanthemum is regarded as a man?

Seeing that Ye Moyuan remained silent for a long time, Zhou Ming couldn't help asking again: "Master! Do you want to stop it?"

"Forget it." Ye Moyuan waved his hand, "Let her go. I'm in a bad mood. It's inevitable to vent. Chrysanthemums can be re-cultivated, it doesn't matter."

Tut tut tut!Zhou Ming secretly shook his head in his heart, what is wrong with the young master?

All the chrysanthemums in the chrysanthemum garden were cultivated by himself, and they were usually precious. Even if the old man wanted to bring a few pots back to the old house, he refused.

Usually when I have nothing to do, I get into the garden to tinker.

There is an artistic conception of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence.

He was ruined by someone today, but he wasn't angry at all?Also said that chrysanthemums can be re-cultivated?

Master!Now that you know all about it, why did the old Liu who took care of the garden accidentally damage a black chrysanthemum last year, and you dismissed him without complaining on the spot?Also said that people who can't even take care of the chrysanthemums are not worthy of staying in the chrysanthemum garden?

Now that the young mistress has almost finished your chrysanthemum garden, it's good for you, you can re-cultivate it and it's over?

If I had known earlier, what would I come up to report?
Zhou Ming bowed and stepped back, Ye Moyuan picked up the binoculars beside the table and stood in front of the window looking at the chrysanthemum garden.

The garden was in a mess, the pots were broken, the flower shelf collapsed, and the flowers were thrown everywhere.

What rare species?In the eyes of that woman, everything became the object of her venting.

Her own image was not much better.

The hair is covered with chrysanthemum leaves and petals, colorful, standing in the sun, it looks a bit unreasonable and sturdy.

The blue lake-colored windbreaker was thrown aside by her long ago, and she was wearing a white thin woolen skirt to compete with those chrysanthemums.

Kick it one foot at a time, stomp it once and for all, and when you're done stomping, you'll grind it with your toes.

Biting her lower lip, her face was cold, as if the flower was not a flower, but a person, a person she hated so much.

Women love beautiful things.

This woman is special, she is willing to be a cruel person who destroys flowers with her hands.

No image at all.

Ye Moyuan's eyes suddenly filled with a smile.

He has seen a lot of women who are pretentious and coquettish, and he has also met women who are frank and cute, and who are putting on airs.

But when he came up, he was violent, and he had never seen such a fierce person.

Putting down the binoculars, he planned to take a walk in the chrysanthemum garden with great interest.

Prepare to scare her.

If Luo Yao knew what Ye Moyuan was thinking, she would definitely die laughing.

scare her?Was she frightened?
Luo Yao saw that the chrysanthemum garden was almost destroyed, so she stopped, didn't even bother to pick up the windbreaker, and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, when she turned her head, she saw Ye Moyuan standing there, staring at herself expressionlessly.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen anyone go crazy?" Luo Yao gritted her teeth, like a little wild cat.

"Go crazy?" Ye Moyuan slightly hooked the corners of his lips, "Is it cool to go crazy?"

Luo Yao pointed behind her: "Don't you understand after looking at it?"

"Hmm! It seems quite cool." Ye Moyuan squinted his eyes, half-smiling, "So it's better for Mrs. Ye to live in seclusion. If the outside world knows that Mrs. Ye's young lady kicks other people's chrysanthemums at every turn, I don't know how many people there will be." Men are to kneel in silence."

"Hey! What nonsense are you talking about?" Luo Yao instantly felt that she had been slandered by Ye Moyuan, and argued unconvinced, "The chrysanthemum I kicked and what you said are two different concepts, please don't confuse them? Just cause for my detention."

(End of this chapter)