Chapter 31 Wenxi Apologizes and Coaxes People
After dinner, Zhou Ruo took Wenxi to the flower room.
"A new batch of roses that the greenhouse has cultivated has bloomed. I was thinking you could take some home to decorate your bath or have the auntie cook some dishes and desserts for you."
Wenxi: "Mom still likes to grow roses?"
"I don't have any other hobbies after retirement, so I just tinker with flowers in the greenhouse. If you want to send flowers to someone in the future, don't go to the flower shop, just come to my house to cut them."
When Zhou Ruo said this, she smiled and hinted at something.
Wenxi lowered her eyes and thought carefully for a moment.
"Then I'll cut a few roses to take home."
Zhou Ruo's smile deepened.
Before leaving, Zhou Ruo and Wen Xi exchanged a few private words.
"Your father has been heartbroken by Yan Zhao this time."
Wenxi was packing roses, looking somewhat puzzled.
Zhou Ruo: "A Xu beat up Lu Jinghuai for Yan Zhao and even went to the police station. After she brought A Xu out, she didn't even show her face at the Yan family."
“Your dad was also upset when he saw Ah Xu come back with the wounds on his face untreated and the bruises spreading.
Zhou Ruo didn't know whether to say that raising a woman was a bit cold-hearted, or that she was too self-centered and used to others' sacrifices.
“Yan Xu was wrong to hit someone, but it was for her sake. I don’t expect her to feel sorry for Yan Xu, but it would have been better if she had just called to tell me and your dad, so that we would know what happened.”
Zhou Ruo and Yan Huai'an were anxious for a long time after learning that Yan Xu had been taken to the police station.
Zhou Ruo sighed deeply: "Neither your father nor I know how to raise children."
This wasn't the first time Zhou Ruo had said this.
Wenxi stared at the rosebuds and said slowly, "No, you are very good parents."
Zhou Ruo chuckled: "You little rascal, you've learned to say nice things to make your mother laugh."
"I'm not lying to you, and I'm not someone who likes to lie."
Zhou Ruo's heart stirred. "Tell your mother... how were your days in the Wen family?"
Wenxi took the scissors and cut off a blooming red rose, her expression focused and quiet: "It's fine."
Zhou Ruo didn't believe it; her lips trembled, but she didn't know how to speak.
If Wenxi is telling the truth, then of course it's a good thing.
But if it's a lie, pressing her for answers would only be reopening Wenxi's wounds.
Wenxi cut nine precious roses, and Zhou Ruo cut red gerberas and fountain grass to match them, and wrapped them in a leather roll.
The bouquet is charming and vibrant, yet exudes an elegant and composed style.
The finished product was even prettier than what you'd find in a flower shop, so Wenxi couldn't resist taking a picture.
She hesitated for two seconds, then casually forwarded it to Shang Chen.
Shang Shen was chatting with Yan Huai'an and didn't notice the message on his phone.
Wenxi didn't bring any flowers and went to the living room. "It's getting late, let's get ready to go back."
Shang Chen nodded slightly. "Goodbye, father-in-law and mother-in-law."
Zhou Ruo greeted them with a smile, "Come home for dinner more often when you have time."
Wenxi: "Yes."
As soon as they stepped outside, Shang Chen said, "Let's go back together. We'll have the designated driver take your car back later."
Wenxi didn't want to work hard, as she could sit and rest in the back.
"OK."
While Wenxi and Shangchen got into the car, Zhou Ruo quietly had the aunt carry the flowers to the trunk, and also stuffed several bags into Shangchen's trunk.
The car had barely left the Yan family's house when Wenxi received a phone call.
Do you have any plans for going home?
"Not at the moment."
"My customized gift has arrived. Since there's no rush, I'll go pick it up first."
Shang Chen simply assumed it was a gift Wen Xi had commissioned for a friend.
He had no objections, so Wenxi gave Wu the address.
After driving for half an hour, Wenxi got off at a small shop with understated yet exquisite decor.
"I'm going to pick something up, I'll be right back."
"I'll be with you."
Wenxi instinctively refused: "No need, I'll be done soon."
Shang Chen watched Wen Xi's retreating figure quietly through the lowered car window.
She is slender and tall, with a brisk pace, exuding the charm of a career woman.
After getting off the bus, he didn't even turn his head back.
Shang Chen took out his phone and glanced at the messages, his eyes landing on the photo of the bouquet of roses that Wen Xi had sent.
Shang Chen fell silent.
Was Wenxi implying that he should send her flowers?
Shang Chen realized that he hadn't sent Wen Xi any flowers since they got married.
Wenxi's custom-made gift was a pair of dark red enamel cufflinks and a tie clip.
The last time she treated Shang Chen to dinner, Shang Chen gave her a bracelet, which she quite liked.
A relationship between husband and wife needs to be nurtured; it cannot be a one-sided effort from one party.
Wenxi ordered a gift for Shang Chen the very next day, and it arrived today.
She opened the box, glanced at the pair of dark red enamel cufflinks placed in the center, and took one, putting it in her pocket.
Carrying the gift box, Wenxi walked to the passenger seat and said, "Could you please open the trunk, Assistant Wu?"
Shang Chen glanced at her: "Need any help?"
Wenxi carried the gift box in one hand and put the other hand in her trench coat pocket, a hint of a smile spreading across her cool and aloof eyes: "Yes."
Shang Chen vaguely felt something was off, but still pushed open the door and got out of the car.
He went to the trunk, where Wenxi had already unwrapped the flower packaging.
She held the bouquet of roses in one hand and handed it to Shang Chen, her cool eyes holding a hint of a smile, generous and frank, "Mr. Shang, I formally apologize to you."
"sorry."
I didn't tell you about meeting Yan Zhao, which caught you off guard and made you worry.
Shang Chen rushed to the Yan family after hearing Shang Ze mention the police station, clearly because he was afraid Wen Xi would be bullied there and wanted to support her.
Wenxi received his concern.
Wenxi's tone was somewhat indifferent, and perhaps because of the evening breeze, it sounded gentle to the ear.
"And about asking you to deliver the wedding house... Although it was just something I said to threaten Yan Zhao, I'm still sorry for putting you in such an awkward position."
When Shang Chen held her hand at the Yan family home, Wen Xi knew he must be a little angry.
Revealing this matter successfully threatened Yan Zhao, but it also diminished respect for Shang Chen.
Wenxi is not stubborn; she always admits her mistakes and corrects them.
While at the Yan family's house, Zhou Ruo had already noticed something amiss. Fearing that the couple might have a rift over the wedding room, she specifically suggested that Wen Xi pick a few roses to take back and give to others.
Apologizing or trying to appease someone is better than doing nothing at all.
Wenxi is a quick learner, which is why this happened.
Shang Chen was somewhat surprised.
He lived his life in a routine and monotonous manner, and even his younger siblings dared not get too close to him because of his serious and aloof demeanor.
He may have had admirers when he was young, but no one would dare to give him roses to his face.
This was the first time he had ever received a bouquet of roses.
The person who sent the flowers was still his wife.
Shang Chen's gaze darkened slightly as he calmly took the flowers from Wen Xi's hand: "This is the last time."
Wen Xi raised an eyebrow: "I thought this matter was over?"
Why is it a "never again" situation?
Shang Chen looked at her quietly without saying a word.
After a moment of eye contact, Wenxi conceded: "Fine, I'll tell you everything next time."
Shang Chen was finally satisfied: "We are husband and wife."
There's no need for couples to hide anything from each other.
Wenxi casually handed the gift box to Shang Chen: "A gift."
An apology gift?
Wen Xi: "It has nothing to do with apologizing."
Wenxi wasn't good at sweet talk either, but having seen a lot of different kinds of people, she was a bit better than Shang Chen.
"It was specially made for you."
Shang Chen took the gift box and stared at it for a moment.
He had to admit that he preferred a custom-made gift to an apology rose.
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