After this day, Yu'er thought that this very restless neighbor would be quiet for a few days, just like the previous few days.

She sent the things over but returned empty-handed. She rested for two days, and Zheng Peizhi got in with the help of his daughter.

Although she accepted the flowers, they were forced into her arms.

Mrs. Mei didn't know what she was thinking, but she actually looked up the antique vase with great interest, filled it halfway with water, and inserted the peony flowers into it to take care of them.

The next day, I placed the flowers on the desk in the study. They were in full bloom and very beautiful.

When a beautiful lady in a long dress drags on the ground passes by the long table, her eyes are always involuntarily drawn to the flowers blooming on it.

That day she sat at the long desk, flipping through the account books sent by the shops below as usual, and calculating them one by one.

In front of her was a pile of account books, and the beautiful lady was sitting with her head buried in it, her head raised and her brows furrowed, her face calm.

The light from outside came in through the window, faintly falling into her clear pupils, flashing tiny rays of light.

Mrs. Hao came in with a tray, breaking the silence of the study.

She walked very lightly, approached her master's desk, and her eyes fell on the pile of account books on the top of the table, without paying any attention to them.

Instead, he looked meaningfully at the peony flowers that were not covered tightly enough in the account book and were poking out.

Putting down the tea and fruit, Mrs. Hao pursed her lips. The small movement disturbed Yu'er who was working hard.

Yuer: "What's wrong?"

The account book was placed on the table, and the abacus beads made a dull sound, tap-ta-ta, as his fingertips tapped them.

It can be seen how skilled he is, Mrs. Hao whispered back towards the sound of the abacus.

"Just now the concierge came to report that the man next door is standing outside the door. I heard he was holding a few peach blossoms in his hands. He said he was worried that yesterday's peonies would wither and upset the lady, so he came."

Mrs. Hao never acted submissive in front of her master. While she spoke, her eyes were intentionally paying attention to her master's expression.

She suddenly stopped fiddling with the abacus in her hand, looked thoughtful, then raised her head and complained helplessly.

"Who would care about his three flowers and two plants? Ask the doorman to reply to him and tell him that I'm not here."

He gave the order in a fit of anger, and when the person left, Yu'er put the account book that he had just been reading in front of him and couldn't pay attention to it at all.

After trying for a while, it still didn't work, so she simply stood up and walked around the long table back and forth several times like a headless fly.

She disliked Zheng Peizhi who appeared inexplicably in her life.

I dislike his debauchery, his straightforwardness, his persistence, and even more so, I dislike myself for being easily disturbed by him.

In short, I feel annoyed when I see him. I am so annoyed that I throw the account book away in the morning and don't even look at it.

I ate lunch absent-mindedly and ate dinner hastily.

Not to mention Mrs. Hao who served closely, even the carefree Qingxue noticed that something was wrong with her mother's mood.

She couldn't help but ask a few words of concern, but when she didn't get an answer, the girl stopped asking.

I couldn't eat well during the day and couldn't sleep well at night because I tossed and turned.

Early the next morning, the culprit came back again, holding the apricot blossoms in his hands, unwilling to give up.

He's just competing with himself and can't stand seeing her do well.

Just like the day before, after receiving the report from Mrs. Hao, the beautiful woman with a confused mind turned her eyes to look at the peaceful peonies placed on the table.

After two days, the petals are a little wilted and lifeless.

Yu'er thought about how she couldn't eat or sleep well yesterday, and she felt resentful.

He pulled out a wilted peony flower and pretended to throw it away.

Mrs. Hao remained silent, like a mute, watching her master become restless and his expression changeable ever since she came in to answer him.

I saw her walk to the vase, pick up a peony flower, and throw it to the ground without even looking at it.

I thought he was using the object to vent his anger, but he kept his hand raised for a long time and still didn't throw it away, which showed that he was reluctant to do so.

It’s hard to say whether it’s because he’s reluctant to part with the flowers, cherishes them, or because he’s reluctant to part with the people.

Yu'er pursed her lips, not looking at anyone, and turned around as if she was angry with herself.

He had his back to Mrs. Hao, who was waiting for instructions at any time, so she couldn't see the expression on his face. His words were full of anger and resentment when he gave orders.

"Tell the concierge to tell him that my garden is large, and if I want to enjoy flowers, I can go there. His flowers and plants are not a problem."

My master! My intention is not to drink, are you here to give me those three flowers and two herbs?

That gentleman was clearly using the excuse of sending flowers as an excuse to come visit you!

To be honest, Mrs. Hao has a good impression of Zheng Peizhi, a wealthy man with good manners and material things.

There’s nothing I can do!

Lessons from the past!

The former ruthless master was clearly standing in front of him.

Compared with him, Mrs. Hao looked at Zheng Peizhi just like a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks, the more she likes him.

Although I don't know the family background of this man, I can see that he is generous, has an extraordinary temperament, and his appearance is even better than the previous master.

Mrs. Hao was reluctant to go against Yu'er's words, so she rarely disobeyed him.

She, the manager, came to the door herself. Outside the door, a tall and handsome man stood with his back straight.

Standing there, like a silent pine tree, holding a bouquet of flowers in her arms, she is likable no matter how you look at her.

Zheng Peizhi waited for a long time, without a trace of anxiety on his face, but with a deep frown. When he heard the sound, he raised his eyelids and looked over.

Mrs. Hao walked over slowly. He was not surprised at all. Instead, he greeted her in a friendly manner, holding flowers.

"She still doesn't want to see me, but if I do something wrong, please give me some pointers."

He said this with a lonely smile and handed the flowers in his hand to Mrs. Hao opposite him.

How could Mrs. Hao dare to accept it, but she was very pleased with Zheng Peizhi's attitude, and a rare smile appeared on her harsh face.

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