"Ma Wu, do you think that the lilies in our yard are blooming so many and very large this year?"

Su Yongqin asked to the butler Wu Ma who was standing next to her and serving her.

"ah?"

Wu Ma actually wanted to say that these lilies bloom brightly and large every year, and this year is not the same, but in order not to discourage Su Yongqin's enthusiasm, she could only echo: "Yes, there are quite a lot, quite a big flower, just the same as last year!"

Su Yongqin glanced at Wu Ma, and said stubbornly like a competitive child: "Nothing is the case? It's obviously very good this year. Do you know what the lilies bloom well mean?"

"Well, what's the meaning?"

"Lily means a happy marriage for a hundred years. This year, the flowers bloomed very well. It was clearly God's suggestion that my son and my daughter-in-law will soon reunite, and a happy marriage for a hundred years!"

After Su Yongqin finished speaking, she picked one with a smile, held it in her hand and looked at it again and again. She could see Sheng Tingye and Chu Zhixin’s new future from the blooming lilies.

"Does lilies have this meaning?"

Wu Ma was full of question marks and secretly complained that she had never heard of this statement.

"You care about him. I, Su Yongqin, said yes, just there. As I said, cut out the best blooms and tie them into a bunch. I'm useful."

Su Yongqin mysteriously ordered Wu Ma.

"Good!"

Wu Ma took out her scissors, cut off the lily branches one by one according to Su Yongqin's request, and placed them in the flower basket.

While cutting, she asked Su Yongqin carefully: "Madam, you can see that Miss Chu is happier than the second young master when she comes back this time. Do you really don't mind what Miss Chu did to Miss Lin at all?"

Su Yongqin's smile quickly grinned to her ears, restrained her a little, and said lightly: "It's a shame, what to do with these unhappy things is really disappointing!"

"Sorry, madam, I just think that the difference between your attitude towards Miss Chu now is too big compared to the past. I can't figure out what Miss Chu did to make you like it so much?"

This question has troubled Wu Ma for a long time and I have been wanting to ask, but I dare not ask.

"Well, I can't say this. I think this child is very capable and values ​​friendship. My son was almost paralyzed before. Her unyielding care made me look at her a lot. In addition, she cooks so deliciously. I miss the lemon chicken feet she makes for four years. I dream of taking another bite. And I also like her appearance, sweet but not charming, charming but not vulgar, and..."

Wu Ma just asked briefly, but unexpectedly, Su Yongqin began to whisper and even clicked on the video that Chu Zhixin has been popular recently for Wu Ma to appreciate: "Look at this skill, it's so cool. It's just a young version of me. Do you think I can't like it?"

"The most important thing is that my baby son likes her. Tingye, that guy, has a love affair too late. I don't think he likes anyone seriously. Now one of them has finally appeared. Of course, I hope they are both fine!"

Wu Ma nodded: "This is, Miss Chu has been leaving for the years, and the young master has been so sad that he has never been funny. I hope this time, they can get back together and never separate again..."

"That's natural. This time my son's wood doesn't act. I, a mother, have to act. I must not let them miss it again!"

Su Yongqin and Wu Ma were discussing how to match Sheng Tingye and Chu Zhixin. The servant stepped forward and notified: "Madam, Miss Lin is here and said she wants to see you."

"She said I'm not available and I won't see you."

Su Yongqin's expression was impatient.
Chapter completed!