Lucky wife: let me spoil you, girl

He usually doesn't like excitement or high profile. He treats his birthday very ordinary. At most, his mother helps him prepare several favorite dishes at home. He has never had a big party like some people.

But today's birthday seems a little different from previous years.

Seeing Fang mujin in a daze, the Secretary asked again, "president Fang, do you accept this gift?"

"Well, put it." Fang mujin came back and said carelessly.

"OK." The secretary put the cake box on the desk and left respectfully.

Fang mujin stared at the gift for a long time, as if hesitating whether to open the gift box. Although she didn't want to pay attention, she was curious about what gift she would give him.

Finally, Fang mujin opened the gift box. In the gift box was a black scarf. It felt very comfortable.

When Fang mujin saw the scarf, there was not much surprise on her face. There was a trace of disappointment. It was just an ordinary scarf. Although the wool was very good, the workmanship was very general. Was this gift too casual?

He picked it up and looked at it. It was light and soft and comfortable in his hand. The wool was really comfortable. Although he felt that Su wennuan's gift was careless, he still picked it up and wrapped it around his neck. He approached the bathroom and looked in the mirror. It was still very nice to wrap it around.

I don't know if he is in a good mood, or what's the matter? Even an ordinary scarf, he thinks it looks better than those luxury accessories he usually buys.

Fang mujin was in a good mood. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at it again and again. When she turned and left, Yu Guang saw a small sudden in the corner of the scarf and opened it carefully.

It was found that one corner of the scarf was embroidered with his name and a love with silver thread. It was a very delicate and delicate font. It was pure manual embroidery. At a glance, I knew that this stitch was very attentive.

Fang mujin's heart beat at dusk. Did she knit and embroider the scarf and name?

He took his scarf and folded it back to his desk. He saw a greeting card in the gift box, which said: happy birthday, Mr. Fang!

Because I don't know your preferences, I gave you a scarf. When it's cold in winter, you should pay attention to keeping warm. The scarf is woven by myself. It's not particularly exquisite and doesn't look good on the market, but it also represents my intention. Mr. Fang should take it as a gift rather than a affection, because I really don't know what you lack?

I also made the cake myself. It's your favorite Matcha flavor. I hope you like it. Finally, I wish you a happy birthday again.

Fang mujin opened the cake box and saw that there was a delicate square cake with three people painted on it. Although they were cartoon characters, he could see that the three people were him, her and Tang Tang, just like an excited family of three.

Fang mujin looked at the cake, unconsciously hooked her lips, picked up the spoon and tasted it. The taste was really good. It was sweet but not greasy, fragrant, smooth and refreshing. He was in such a good mood to be treated by her with such care.

The man unconsciously looked at the greeting card in his hand and saw, "I really don't know what else you lack?" When he said this, he couldn't help laughing, stared at the greeting card and whispered, "silly girl, I don't need anything except you, but... Alas..."

Thinking of the trouble, Fang mujin didn't go on.

Dong Dong Dong, at this time, there was a rapid knock on the door outside the door. Fang mujin was startled. He hurried to put the gift back as it was and sat back at his desk. He said calmly, "come in."

I saw the Secretary and the front desk standing at the door. The Secretary's face was a little strange. The front desk was panting and panicked, as if frightened.

Fang mujin looked at them, frowned and asked, "what's the matter?"

"President Fang, the front desk said... You'd better listen to her. She was incoherent just now, and I didn't hear it clearly, but I think it's necessary to talk to you about it." Some secretaries don't know how to speak.

"Well?" Fang mujin gave her a puzzled look.

"President Fang, Miss Su just now... Is the woman who sent you the cake. She... She had an accident... A lot of blood... She..." the front desk panted and said in panic.

Before she finished speaking, Fang mujin stood up, stared at the eyes of the front desk, and asked in shock, "what's the matter with her, what's the matter?"

"She... She was... Oh... See for yourself." The front desk panted and couldn't speak clearly. He simply pointed out the window.

As soon as Fang mujin turned her head, she saw that there was a vast expanse of white everywhere in the square outside the window. Only that touch of red was particularly dazzling and bright!

Su wennuan fell motionless in a pool of blood. The silver white snow around her was melted bit by bit by the bright red and warm blood under her body, and dyed a lot red. In front of her was a car surrounded by a group of passers-by.

When Fang mujin saw such a picture, her brain was blank for a moment, and a burst of dizziness flashed in front of her, as if the picture in front of her was not real.

When he reacted, the whole person seemed crazy and ran down desperately. He couldn't wait for the elevator, so he ran down the stairs step by step and knocked down several employees.

When everyone rubbed their shoulders to swear, they found that the people who had just run like crazy without image were their mature and stable bosses.

What on earth could make him so anxious, we discussed curiously.

"Am I right? Is it a gust of wind, president Fang? "

"Isn't it? Why is Mr. Fang so anxious? Is there a dog after him? "

"Walk around and see what happened. I just saw a group of people around the square. It seems that someone had a car accident, but I'm afraid that the bloody picture didn't come up to see it. President Fang was just so worried. Shouldn't it be his family?"

When they heard her gossip, they couldn't help being curious and wanted to have a look with her.

Fang mujin was panting and sweating. When he ran to the center of the square, Su wennuan was still lying in a pool of blood. Her white down jacket had been dyed red by blood. Her face was full of blood, as if she had just picked it up from a blood pool.

Su wennuan lay motionless in a pool of blood, as if he had lost the breath of life.

Fang mujin walked over without expression, picked her up, hugged her tightly in her arms, put her face on the woman's cold and bright red face, and said in a trembling voice, "girl, don't sleep. As long as you wake up, I promise you everything."

At this moment, all he wants is... She can live!!!