A car accident, our family of three crossed

Shuisheng started to move the flowers and plants off the shelves as soon as he said it. He had to empty the shelves so that he could do some repairs.

"Be careful, handle them with care. These flowers are rare species carefully cultivated by Master Xie. If they fall and get hurt, Master Xie will be heartbroken if he finds out."

As Song Ning spoke, he stepped forward and moved the flower pots himself.

These chrysanthemums are blooming beautifully under Song Ning's meticulous care. Even though it is already late autumn, it does not stop the chrysanthemums from releasing their unique beauty.

Zhou Ru stepped forward to help, and while smelling the fragrance of the flowers, she did not forget to complain about Xie Yuxi, who was hailed as the most handsome man.

"That Mr. Xie loves chrysanthemums the most. My brother has known him for a long time, but he has never given me a pot of flowers. Sister Song, you are amazing. You can make him be willing to give you so many rare varieties."

After saying this, she suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly explained: "Sister Song, I didn't mean that you and Mr. Xie had any intentions..."

This explanation sounds even more inappropriate, as if it's making things worse.

She stopped talking halfway, sighed with a confused mind, and said in a mad way, "Oh! Anyway, I really don't mean anything bad."

Song Ning burst into laughter and said, "Okay, okay, I know what you mean. He didn't give me these flowers for free. They are the reward for asking me for advice on painting techniques. This Mr. Xie not only loves chrysanthemums, but he is also a painting enthusiast!"

"Isn't he very capable? He even passed the imperial examination. Why would he ask you for advice on painting?" In Zhou Ru's heart, she thought that people like Xie Yuxi must be the best in everything, and it was hard to imagine that he was inferior to others in any way.

"Sister Ru, I don't like what you said!" Song Ning pretended to be angry and said, "Why? Do you think my painting skills are not good enough?"

Zhou Ru reacted immediately, and hurriedly stepped forward to take Song Ning's arm, smiling and saying, "No, no, Sister Song, you are the best. We at Jubao Pavilion still have to rely on you!"

"Hmph! You're smart." Song Ning pushed her forehead with her finger proudly, and then changed the subject, "Okay, if you have nothing to do, help here! I'll go see if lunch is ready."

After she finished speaking, she winked at Zhou Ru quietly. Zhou Ru understood instantly and agreed, "I'll go see what we have for lunch today. Um, Xiang Huan, you stay here and help move the flowers! But be careful, handle them with care, don't drop them."

Xianghuan was taking a pot of flowers down from the shelf at this moment. She responded blankly. When she came to her senses, her young lady had already gone out through the small door in the backyard.

After what happened on the back mountain that day, Xianghuan now feels a little embarrassed to stay with Shuisheng, but the young lady has given the order, so she doesn't know whether to leave or stay.

Finally, she decided to listen to the young lady, turned around, and silently helped move the flower pots.

Now there were only two of them left. Shuisheng probably guessed that Song Ning had deliberately created the opportunity for him. He was not willing to let the girl suffer at this moment.

When Xianghuan's hand just touched a pot of flowers and was about to take it down, he hurried over to take over, "Miss Xianghuan, this thing is very heavy, let me move it, there are only a few pots left, you can sit on the stool over there and take a rest!"

Because he took it in a hurry, his rough palm accidentally touched the back of her hand. Both of them felt as if they were burned and pulled their hands away.

Fortunately, the pot of flowers was not moved, otherwise it would have been smashed if they pulled their hands away.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward. Xianghuan glared at him harmlessly and took a step back so as not to hinder him from moving the flowers.

Shuisheng was at a loss for a moment, and when he saw her step away, he moved the pot of flowers down.