Shao Dong was stiff for a while before he came back to his senses. Fortunately, Shao Yunheng's entire attention was on the Lucky Star bouquet and he didn't notice him.
Shao Dong quietly breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes to observe Shao Yunheng's face for a moment, and asked: "Master Shao, do you want to get along with your wife?"
Give him the right words and let him know how to treat Lin Chaoyang.
Okay?
Upon hearing these two words, Shao Yunheng's face suddenly turned cold and stern, and his whole body began to be filled with anger again, mixed with oppression, which made Shao Dong dare not raise his head, and his heart was pounding with nervousness.
"Impossible!" Shao Yunheng gritted his teeth.
Seeing this, Shao Dong sighed in his heart: It seems that Mr. Shao and his wife will not be able to reconcile for a while.
Shao Yunheng lowered his beautiful eyes and fiddled with the bouquet with his fingertips:
"Although she gave me such a good gift, it can't make up for the harm she did to me."
What the hell?
Such a good gift?
Shao Dong suspected that there was something wrong with his ears: "Shao, Master Shao, do you think this gift is good?"
Shao Yunheng raised the corners of his mouth, and this slight movement instantly lit up his entire face, giving off a breath of joy.
"It's okay." Shao Yunheng was modest and didn't show off too much. "I can't say it's particularly good, but it's also very unique."
"Look." Shao Yunheng brought the lucky star bouquet to Shao Dong and pointed at one of the lucky stars, "How well it is folded, round and symmetrical, it is perfect. There is also a tube inserted underneath, which is very exquisite.
Of course, these are not the best. The best thing is her ingenuity. Others are sending real flowers, but she actually thought of folding paper into stars and turning them into a bouquet of flowers, which symbolizes that they will never wither.
True love lasts forever, so thoughtful."
Shao Dong felt that he and Mr. Shao were not living in the same world. Does this thing have so much meaning? Can it be considered creative? It's a waste of time. Only elementary school students play this way.
Shao Dong endured it again and again, but finally couldn't help it: "Master Shao, this idea is actually not new. Many people have given it to me like this. Just search online and you will find a lot of tutorials."
"Really?" Shao Yunheng raised his eyebrows, a little disappointed, "It turns out it's not creative, but she is willing to search on the Internet and find ways to please me. This attitude is still worthy of recognition."
Shaodong:......
Okay, okay, he can't defeat Master Shao.
"Hurry and prepare the vase." Shao Dong didn't move for a long time. Shao Yunheng was a little impatient and urged.
Shao Dong glanced at the bouquet in front of him again and again. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was not worthy of the luxurious and gorgeous vase.
He said, "Master Shao, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to use a vase." Just throw it anywhere.
Shao Yunheng thought for a moment and nodded: "You are right, the vase is not worthy of this bouquet of flowers. That's good. You go and customize a beautiful box with crystals and put it inside to prevent it from being blown by the wind or dust."
Get dirty."
The more Shao Yunheng talked about it, the more he thought it was a good idea.
He turned to look at Shao Dong and praised: "What a good boy, you have a clever idea."
Shaodong:......
After Shao Yunheng spoke, the people below acted very quickly. Just after noon, the beautiful and clear crystal box was delivered.
Shao Yunheng looked left and right, but he was not satisfied.
Too bad! Not worthy of his flowers at all.
Shao Dong saw Shao Yunheng's thoughts and said: "Master Shao, this is actually the best way to highlight the specialness of the bouquet. If the box is too beautiful, it will overwhelm the guest."
Shao Yunheng was surprised: "Is there a more beautiful box than a bouquet? It's impossible."
In Shao Yunheng's heart, this bouquet of lucky stars is so dazzlingly beautiful that it makes people linger and cannot bear to put it down.
How could there be a more beautiful box than a bouquet?