Buying flowers for the man she liked and giving them to the woman he liked.

What kind of feeling was this?

After Mu Zi hung up the phone, she felt that she was no longer herself. She was not sure if Yu Jiangqing did this on purpose or because he knew that she liked him.

But it was obvious that whether it was on purpose or not, she felt that she was hurt.

Ninety-nine red roses, signifying long-lasting love.

Before lunch break ended, Mu Zi bought the flowers back. She hugged the bright red roses all the way, and they were very eye-piercing.

Yu Jiangqing saw Mu Zi put the Roses on the table and reached out to take out the card inside. He asked casually, “What kind of love words do you girls like to hear?”

Mu Zi was stunned for a moment, but she didn’t react immediately. By the time she realized what Yu Jiangqing had said, her heart felt like it was being torn apart.

“I, I don’t know,”Mu Zi said in an awkward voice.

Yu Jiangqing gently caressed the beautiful roses and leaned against the back of the chair to look at Mu Zi who had an abnormal expression. “You’re not young anymore. Your personal problems need to be put on the agenda.”

Mu Zi found it difficult to maintain her smile. In the end, she said awkwardly, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll go and do something else first.”

“Go Ahead,”Yu Jiangqing said as he placed the card on the table. The card was empty. At first, he had planned to tell Mu Zi what he wanted to write and then let Mu Zi write it. However, it was still a girl after all.., in the end, he chose to write it himself.

Since he had done this, this girl should understand what he meant.

Mu Zi’s gaze fell on the flower card. Uncontrollable jealousy overflowed from her eyes. She lowered her head and hid everything. At the same time, she hid something else.

After Mu Zi left, the corners of Yu Jiangqing’s mouth curled up. He looked at the heart-shaped card in his hand. How should he write the words in it?

Thinking back, he really didn’t seem to have sent flowers to Ding Ning and said anything romantic.

Guilty, guilty.

But his thoughts were simple, and romantic words were hard to say.

Until he returned home in the afternoon, he hadn’t finished writing this card.

Yu Jiangqing went back with the Roses. Ding Ning was on the phone in the living room. The Little Monkey was lying alone in the cradle. It was so obedient that it didn’t look like a baby.

Yu Jiangqing put down the roses in his hand and carried the little monkey out of the cradle. He was Yu Jiangqing’s son.

Yu Jiangqing did not stop Ding Ning from talking on the phone. Instead, he carried his son straight to the kitchen.

Ding Ning did not know who she was talking to. She did not even notice that he came back with the Roses. She did not talk much as if she was listening to the people over there.

It was probably either ye Yuwei or Xiao Yaojing. These were the only two friends she had.

After Ding Ning finished her call, she turned around and saw the Roses on the table.

Roses?

Ding Ning slowly put away her phone and walked to the table. She reached out and picked up the bouquet of roses. There was no need to count. According to the conventional agreement, there were at least ninety-nine roses in such a big bouquet.

Yu Jiangqing gave her flowers?

It was really a rare sight in a hundred years.

Ding Ning lowered her head and found a card inside. She couldn’t help but open the card.

[ I would rather die than live. Only with you will I be complete. ]

The softest part of her heart seemed to have been gently hit by someone. It was soft and sweet.

Ding Ning thought that perhaps this was the feeling of being loved.

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