Chapter 53: Which blind wild man gave it to her?
He never sent flowers.
Which blind and wild man gave his wife a bouquet of roses?
After staring for five minutes, Jing Zhuo didn't receive any response from Song Xi, so it must have been an anonymous gift.
He hung up the phone without changing his expression and rarely responded.
At this time, Chen Feng was heard coming back from the cafeteria and chatting about gossip with Zhang Hening outside.
"That Xu Jincheng is the same. While having dinner with me, he even arranged for his assistant to order a bouquet of yellow roses for the girl he likes, saying it was an apology gift. He was able to flirt with the girl at the same time as working."
"Men, their hearts are full of flowers." Zhang Hening agreed, "But this man is very thorough. He even checks the meaning of flowers before sending them accurately."
"Otherwise, I can have a date..."
There was a lot of noise outside, Jing Zhuo pricked up his ears and listened clearly.
He shouted to the door: "Chen Feng, come in."
Chen Feng stopped chatting and ran in happily.
"What's wrong, boss?"
"Close the door." Jing Zhuo said.
It seems that there are important business secrets to be arranged.
Chen Feng closed the door tightly and pulled the blinds of the glass door to completely isolate Zhang Hening.
He put his ear close with a serious look on his face and heard the boss speak slowly.
"Order a bouquet of high-quality red roses to be sent to Sandao Building. Also order 300 sets of afternoon tea to be sent there together, in the name of Song Xi's husband."
Chen Feng: “…”
Is this a secret?
Do you have to show your affection like this?
You don't care about the life and death of single people, right?
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At 3 pm, the front desk suddenly posted a message in the group.
"Everyone, please go to the tea room on the 9th floor. Teacher Song Xi's husband has specially treated everyone to afternoon tea. Everyone gets a portion, so come and grab some quickly~"
My colleagues were immediately outraged.
"Sister Xi, your husband is so nice! Not only did he send flowers and surprises, he also gave his colleagues small cakes!"
"Sister Xi's husband is very wealthy, good people make a fortune~"
"I wish to follow Sister Xi for my whole life. If I become rich and powerful, I will never forget you~"
Song Xi: "Ah?"
How did Jing Zhuo's presence come to the company?!
At this time, the security guard downstairs came in with a large bouquet of bright red and gorgeous roses and placed them directly on Song Xi's desk.
"Teacher Song Xi, these are the roses your husband sent me. I signed for them!"
Song Xi: "Is it for me again?"
"Yeah, it's all written with your name, so I won't say anymore. I'm going downstairs to eat cake."
The security guard came and went in a hurry, leaving only a large bouquet of red roses occupying her table.
“Pah—”
The yellow rose next to it was squeezed and fell to the ground.
Song Xi looked at the bigger bouquet of flowers, and his CPU was about to burn out.
What is this man doing, wholesale roses?
Before she could make a move, a hand reached out and took the card off the bouquet for her. On it was a line of words written in sharp and powerful strokes:
"Let's go home and have dinner together tonight."
"Wow!" Ye Zi exclaimed, "What a heartwarming conversation."
It was just a very ordinary sentence. Did he need to use such a big rose to convey his message?
Song Xi looked at the yellow roses at his feet, then at the even bigger Big Mac on the table, and his head really hurt.
This is too much to handle.
At this moment, the phone screen lit up, and it was Jing Zhuo who sent a message:
"The milk tea is low in sugar, and the cake is grape flavored. I hope you like it."
"The last bouquet of flowers has a bad meaning and is unlucky. Throw it away."
It turned out that he sent it to the wrong person.
Song Xi understood.
He must have misread the flower's meaning, so he ordered a bigger gift to make amends.
But it would be such a shame to throw away such beautiful flowers.
Song Xi thought about it and decided to pluck all its petals and sprinkle them on the scenic area as a creative way, which would also be a good opportunity to shoot a set of creative films.
Ye Zi ate the cake and accompanied her to set the stage.
"Sister Xi, do you want to pluck these red roses? The red ones add more tension to the picture!"
Song Xi immediately stopped her: "Don't pick the red ones! I want to take the red ones home!"
She couldn't bear to part with such beautiful red roses.
After get off work, Song Xi walked out along a small path holding a large bouquet of red roses, and got into the car wearing a mask.
Today is another day of crooked parking.
When she returned home, Jing Zhuo had not come back yet. Song Xi asked her aunt to cook later. She found a pair of scissors and started working on the bouquet of flowers in the living room.
When Jing Zhuo came home from get off work, he saw bright red roses dotted in several corners of the room. At first glance, the gray and white house had a vibrant atmosphere.
Warm and romantic.
"You're back."
Song Xi saw him and raised her eyebrows: "Is it beautiful? Do you feel that the whole room is fragrant?"
"Mmm, it looks nice and smells good."
Jing Zhuo glanced around and confirmed that he didn't see any yellow roses before walking towards the restaurant.
"Thank you for your hard work, wife. Let's eat together."
"Okay~"
Song Xi put down the scissors, washed his hands, and came out to hang out all the warm food on the dining table.
The cook that Jingzhuo hired was a socially anxious person. She would leave as soon as she finished cooking and would just throw the dishes directly into the dishwasher.
There was also a vase of roses on the dining table.
The light dishes accompanied by the scent of roses ended a simple and warm dinner.
After dinner, Song Xi sat on the sofa and watched a variety show for an hour. Jing Zhuo watched it with her for an hour. At half past nine, she turned off the TV and prepared to go back to her room.
Jing Zhuo grabbed her wrist.
The warmth felt against her skin, a bit hot to the touch.
"How much progress have you made in getting used to your bed today?" The man's voice was low and a little hoarse.
Song Xi's heart skipped a beat. She thought for a few seconds and whispered:
"85 percent!"
"Why did it increase by 5 points in one day?" Jing Zhuo raised his eyebrows and asked her in confusion.
Because... today is Thursday.
She has this Sunday off.
If it goes up 5 points every day, it will be 100% by Sunday.
Song Xi's ears turned red. Without telling him about the plan, she reached out and touched the man's handsome face.
"I'll tell you then. I'm going to wash up and go to bed. Good night."
Her figure disappeared joyfully at the door of the master bedroom, as bright and tempting as a rose.
Jing Zhuo's eyes dimmed, he looked down at his irritable belly, suppressed his restlessness, and stood up to go back to the second bedroom.
Several books he often read were neatly placed on the desk beside the bed, and a vase of red roses was placed next to them.
A faint fragrance lingered and brushed against his nose.
It smells similar to Song Xi's.
Jing Zhuo lowered his head and glanced at the group message. Someone had tagged him a few minutes ago and asked him to go out for a small gathering.
Jingzhuo took a photo and sent it over.
"No, I'm in bed, getting ready for sleep."
"Just go to sleep, why are you taking pictures of a broken vase of flowers?"
"My wife did it. It's all over the house."
“…”
Okay, okay, Zhuozi starts showing off his wife again!
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