Luo Nanfei followed his line of sight and looked over. When she saw the things placed on his desk, she almost couldn't hold back and laughed. She forced herself to hold back.
"Okay...it seems like...I had someone buy you flowers?"
Her talk about calla lilies was not just talk, she was serious about it. Fu Yancheng gave her a cactus. She immediately made a phone call and asked someone to buy... calla lilies.
Now…
What a big head, how do you explain this?
"Mr. Fu, don't you think it's beautiful?" Luo Nanfei walked over and flashed her hands in front of the flower. "How beautiful it is. In this way, you can look at it every day to handle your official duties.
, you’re in a very good mood, aren’t you?”
It was better not to go in. Once he walked in, he felt his head was a little big. Because it was not only on his desk, but also on the bookcases and coffee tables inside, including on the small cabinets where other ornaments were placed.
, and all of them were replaced with this flower.
Obviously his office style is serious and solemn. Now it looks like a small and fresh greenhouse.
Although it has an unpleasant name, the flowers it blooms are really beautiful, snow-white.
But it was difficult for Fu Yancheng to appreciate this snow-white flower. In his eyes, there was no difference between flowers and grass. Just like Luo Nanfei couldn't appreciate the cactus before he explained it.
so…
His tall figure leaned against the desk, leaning lightly, and pulled Luonan Fei over with one hand so that he was at eye level with her.
"It seems to be too much." Luonan Fei felt guilty. Putting these flowers here really doesn't match Fu Yancheng's office style. They look very down-to-earth and a bit feminine.
Fu Yancheng was angry and funny. He just trimmed a cactus. She trimmed so many pots for him.
Is there anything to explain about this calla lily? The name is so ugly. She was just making a joke on him. Now, it's okay, she got herself into trouble.
"Uh... that..."
"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation. At least the one that passed through me. Otherwise, I'll be sorry for all the pots you made."
Luo Nanfei: "!!!"
Why do you have to say it out loud? It's so boring.
"Yes! There must be an explanation!" Luo Nanfei wanted to run away. "But I won't tell you now. I want to keep it for now. Let you think for yourself."
"You don't even have an explanation? You deliberately hit back at my cactus?"
"..."
Is this...such a coincidence?
"Oh! Yes, yes, this is this!" Luo Nanfei couldn't help but give Dongfang Tingzhou a thumbs up. This explanation was really timely. When she asked someone to buy it, she rushed
I went with this rather unpleasant name.
"What's there to think about!" Dongfang Tingzhou's sarcastic laughter came directly from outside. "I know even as a bigot that the white calla lily represents perseverance until death."
Luo Nanfei: "???"
"Third uncle, I didn't expect you to have such a consciousness? It's amazing! If you had behaved like that earlier, were you afraid that you wouldn't be able to find a wife?"
Dongfang Tingzhou rolled his eyes at her. "I just haven't met her."
Because she thought it matched Mr. Fu's cactus very well.
Besides, ordinary flowers, except for the other side flower, don’t have a very good meaning. Others are very good and suitable for giving as gifts.
"Until death do us part." Fu Yancheng repeated what Dongfang Tingzhou said. The corners of his lips twitched slightly. Fortunately, what she sent back was not a random one. She immediately became interested in this flower with a very ugly name.
, which is quite pleasing to the eye.
Well, let it stay in his study.
"..."
Good guy, I've met him for more than 40 years. I haven't met him yet. He's really awesome.
"sleep."
…
"Let's go." He pulled Luo Nanfei's arm.
"Ah? What for?"
How could she sleep until now?
I remember that when I went to bed yesterday, it seemed to be ten o'clock. It should be early morning when she woke up!
The next day, when Luo Nanfei woke up, it was already afternoon. She was so sleepy that she got out of bed, looked in the mirror in a daze, and then looked at the time in a daze.
When she saw the exact time, she almost fell to her knees!
Still so confused.
she…
Smell it again, the room is filled with the fragrance that helps you sleep...
"Mr. Fu..." She walked out as if she had exploded and rushed straight into Fu Yancheng's study. At this juncture, how could she sleep for so long? Three days of seven days have passed.
Fu Yancheng was dealing with things. Hearing this, he raised his head and just said one sentence to her: "I'm not rushing you."
"..."
Luo Nanfei pushed open the door of Fu Yancheng's office angrily and stood in front of his desk angrily.
"You've wasted my time." She puffed up her cheeks. "Originally, I could still have five days, but today has passed. I only have four days left. I will add more later.
One day. That means one day of delay.”
"..."
This is crazy.
"Then why don't you rush me?" Luonan Feiren leaned over. "I feel like you are planning something again."
"What's the good plan?" Fu Yancheng chuckled. "The worst is, everyone will die together. Didn't I tell you."
"I have already discussed it with him." Fu Yancheng turned off the computer on his desk, stood up, and walked outside with others. "Go and change your clothes and go to eat. We will leave at nine o'clock in the evening."
"..."
"I'm going to find grandpa." It's almost night now, and the old man's ideological work hasn't been done yet. If the crazy housekeeper sends a message later, he may take the old man there so quickly.
If something happens, if he is not prepared in advance, his heart may not be able to bear it.
She couldn't be sure that they would be in no danger when they got there. Nor could she be sure. What if the old man's heart suddenly couldn't bear it anymore? She had the ability to save him immediately.
"Mr. Fu, what did you tell grandpa?"
Evening, nine o'clock.
The extended version of the retro-style car drove out of the family. Luonan Fei looked at the old man several times during this period. She wanted to know how high his current psychological level could be.
"…What did you say about everything?"
"Everything that happens is possible."
She predicted it in advance.
"I said everything."
"..."
The words of the two people reached the old man's ears, and he had long noticed the worried eyes that Nan Fei kept looking at him. He couldn't help but sneered. "Girl, do you feel that you are the only one who can bear the wind and energy?"
Chengyu’s? Can’t I, a person who has lived for decades?”
Luo Nanfei: "...No, I'm afraid that you will be too excited and the new heart I gave you will be wasted. It's worth a lot of money..."
These words almost made the old man vomit blood. He may not have been mad to death by the housekeeper, but she was already mad to death.