Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Wen Yu looked cold, he was not a fool, how could he not hear Yannian playing with him, "Yannian, I know you are still angry with me, I—"

"I'm not angry with you!"

Yannian unceremoniously interrupted Wen Yu's words, and the expression on her face was always so serious that it was heinous.

"Look at how serious I am. What I say is true. If you don't ride a donkey, I won't go with you!"

"you--"

"What are you? You are the one who satisfies me with all your requirements. Now you are not happy to let you ride a donkey. Is there any sincerity?"

"..."

Wen Yu was so blocked that he couldn't say a word. He turned around and wanted to leave. He still has work today. Anyway, it will be a long time in Japan.

"I will come back to you again when I have time, I believe you will understand my love for you!"

Love for her?

My God, I'm not afraid that the scumbag will change his mind, but the scumbag will make up his mind to wash it out for nothing.

Yannian silently rolled her eyes 360 degrees and smiled openly at Wen Yu, "Come here often when you have time, remember to bring flowers, otherwise I won't see you!"

Wen Yu pursed the corner of his mouth, without saying more, turned and left.

He Huaiguang sent the guests to the door, and then asked Yannian: "Is there really a donkey in North Street? Why didn't I see it?"

To Shang He Huaiguang's ignorant and curiosity face, Yannian gave him a big mouth, "Say you are stupid. You really insult the word stupid. Why don't you go to work?"

He Huaiguang: "..."

The blame is that Yannian's tone is too serious when speaking, and he has to believe it.

...

Wen Yu came out of Yannian's flower shop and faced a person head on.

A man with very noble temperament.

The man stepped down from the deep black Aston Martin and glanced at him lightly, his eyes sharp as sharp as a knife.

That cold arc, as if the people within one meter of his side, were his rivals.

Wen Yu shuddered subconsciously.

He watched the man's back and saw him enter Yannian's flower shop.

After getting in the car, sitting in the passenger seat, and the assistant driving, Wen Yu still stared in the direction of the man just now.

The assistant asked him what he was looking at.

After regaining his senses, Wen Yu said lightly: "Have you seen the man who just passed by me? It feels a bit familiar."

For a while, I couldn't remember it.

The assistant nodded, "That seems to be the CEO of the Jiang Group, the son of Chairman Jiang Guoteng."

"Oh?"

Wen Yu rubbed his chin, a few thoughts flashed through the dark eyes, and said nothing more.

...

Inside the flower shop.

Yan Nian is squatting on the ground, writing on the small blackboard.

"Imported French Bruce Roses are on sale for three yuan a stalk, three yuan a stalk, you can't buy it and suffer, you can't buy it!

Compared with usual, a rose is very cheap for three yuan, a total of 999 roses, if you sell them all, you will earn an extra three thousand yuan.

What's more, she didn't need the cost or purchase price for the three thousand dollars, and she earned it all by herself.

If you think about it this way, let's not mention how happy you are. Doing business requires flexibility. Otherwise, does the money come from the northwestern wind?

"He Huaiguang, you move this board out, and move out the 999 roses, please remember to put it in a cool place, don't be exposed to the sun!"

"..."

I didn't hear He Huaiguang's movement, so Yannian thought that she should come on her own. It may be that the squatting time was too long, which caused the short-term blood supply to her brain. When she got up, she had black hair and dizziness, so her footsteps staggered twice.

One hand first held her waist firmly.

The words were taken aback.

He Huaiguang didn't have the guts to touch her waist.

So before he could see the person clearly, the next second he slammed his elbow to his side.

The other party clasped her arm first.

The voice above his head was clear and clean, and he couldn't hear any emotions, "You're quite smart."