Rebirth group pet, Madam, she's not right

Chapter 77
[Tiantian, I have already given Jingjing and the others the tickets for the concert, and they are very happy. Jingjing also said that she would speak well for you in front of Brother Zixuan. 】

After reading this text message, Sang Tian smiled faintly, and then gracefully put the phone into her bag.

Tickets for the concert cost her a lot of "thoughts", hoping to satisfy Bai Jingjing and the others.

Anyone who bullied her before will never let her go.

Seeing Sang Tian smiling like a little fox, Wen Zhinian's autocratic gaze sank.

What bad thoughts is this little girl holding back?
"Then I'll go back now. I haven't finished my homework yet. I'll come back in the evening." Sang Tian walked to Wen Zhinian's side, bent down and said to him.

With this bending down, the curvature of the neckline becomes larger, and the spring light inside is looming.

The damn thing was that the little girl in front of her didn't even think there was anything wrong with her doing so.

Wen Zhinian stared at Sang Tian without squinting, but there was no color in his eyes.

It's the kind of thing where even if he's staring at a certain part of you, you don't think he's thinking about it at all.

The whole serious abstinence!

Sang Tian didn't know what Wen Zhinian was thinking at this time, she just felt that there was something wrong with this man.

Obviously just now he was sitting on his lap with his arms around her, why does he look like a Tang monk now?
"I'll let Fu Jin see you off." Wen Zhinian said after a long time.

Sang Tian wanted to say that Fu Jin didn't need to send it, but she was afraid that Wen Zhinian would be overwhelmed, so she nodded.

Fu Jin came soon, holding a vase and flower arrangement tools in his hand.

Then according to Lord Wen's order, Sang Tian was sent back to Sang's house, and the matter that Lord Wen asked him to investigate also had preliminary results.

Fu Jin hurried back to Wen's, impatient to tell Wen Zhinian the results of the investigation.

Who knew that when Fu Jin pushed open the office door, he was almost taken aback by the scene in front of him.

I saw that Master Wen, who was usually not interested in flowers and plants at all, was now even trimming the roses in front of him with scissors.

That cautious look, as if what was in front of him was not words, but priceless treasures.

The unparalleled handsome man was twisting a white rose with his slender and well-defined hands. The sunlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows happened to shine in on his body, coating him with a layer of rare softness.

There are only two words in Fu Jin's mind, absolutely.

Sensing Fu Jin coming in, Wen Zhinian didn't take his gaze away, he focused on trimming.

"Does it look good?" Wen Zhinian asked lightly.

Fu Jin wiped off a cold sweat, how can he say it's not good-looking?

"nice."

In fact, the bouquet of white roses picked by Sang Tian is really beautiful, the flowers are big and fresh.

"Do you know what the flower language of white roses is?" Wen Zhinian asked suddenly.

Ah this...

Fu Jin was taken aback, Master Wen, didn't you promise Miss Sang not to investigate this?
Besides, how does he, a big man, understand these things.

"I don't know." Fu Jin replied honestly.

"Yeah." Wen Zhinian was in a good mood, "It's fine if you don't know, lest you leak it to me."

"From today onwards, the company is not allowed to talk about flower language."

Fu Jin, "???"

Master Wen, there's no need for that!But Fu Jin didn't dare to raise any objection, so he nodded with tears in his eyes.

He felt that he had eaten a wave of dog food again invisibly.

"Go out if you have nothing to do, and disturb my flower arrangement." Wen Zhinian said again.

It was only then that Fu Jin remembered that he still had business to discuss with Master Wen.

"Master, the matter you asked me to investigate last time has preliminary results."

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