The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

"Uh-huh!"

Qingqing burst into laughter, her eyes red and misty, and she said in a nasal voice, "I know~"

Aunt Liu took her back, and after settling Qingqing down, she took out her cell phone to find Fu Sihuai to complain.

This matter could be a big deal or a small one, and it didn't cause any physical harm to Qingqing. If the two companies canceled their cooperation because of this matter, it would be a bit too frivolous.

Xu Xiu must have thought of this, which is why he came here in such a swagger.

Aunt Liu sneered as she typed on her phone.

Oh, if Xu Xiu really thought so, then she really didn't understand the gentleman at all.

My husband is not always quick to reply to messages after arriving at the company, and Aunt Liu has gotten used to it.

She put her cell phone in her pocket and saw the people from the decoration company off.

The servants carried the original furniture in and arranged it neatly. Aunt Liu held the vase and reluctantly placed the flowers on the table in Qingqing's room.

A pair of rough hands caressed its delicate petals lovingly.

Xiao Qingqing stood on a chair and struggled to straighten the jasmine flowers. This was the scene she saw when she climbed down.

Aunt Liu didn't look like she wanted to take the vase of flowers away. She tilted her head and asked doubtfully, "Auntie, don't you want it?"

Aunt Liu quickly shook her head when she heard this, looking very resistant. "This is the young lady's flower. It's rare to see one blooming so beautifully. How can I take it? Just leave it here."

The little guy was silent for a while and looked at the roses.

After thinking for a while, she walked to the side of the table, tiptoed and pushed the vase of flowers towards Aunt Liu, and said in a sweet voice, "This is for Auntie~"

Aunt Liu was surprised and happy, but she waved her hand and still refused to accept it.

"My lady, these flowers are so beautiful and smell so sweet, they will be perfect for freshening up your room."

Aunt Liu looked at the flowers with fondness, as if they were some kind of treasure.

But this flower is very common to Qingqing.

She was still determined to give the flowers to Aunt Liu.

"What do you want, Auntie? This is for you. Can you give me new flowers?"

Aunt Liu touched the petals and couldn't suppress the joy on her face.

"Thank you, Miss! I'll go get you today's flowers right away!"

She left happily holding the rose, happier than getting her salary.

After putting the flowers back in her lounge, she found the florist who was arranging them.

There was a huge rectangular table with many types of flowers on it, and cut roots and leaves under the table, which looked very messy.

No one informed us yesterday, so the florist did not arrange flowers in Qingqing's room. Aunt Liu picked a few roses from all the remaining flowers, put them in a simple package and sent them to Qingqing.

She walked to the long table with flower arrangements with a smile, but after seeing the flowers on it, she inevitably felt disappointed.

"Alas, today's flowers are not as good as yesterday's."

The florist was completely confused. If she didn't know Aunt Liu's character, she would have thought she was deliberately looking for trouble.

These are all from the same flower shop, and the flowers delivered every day are of the same quality. How could they not be as good as yesterday's?

Aunt Liu walked around her for a while, then picked out a pink pot of flowers, which contained roses, Chinese roses, lisianthus, lilies, and several other flowers whose names she couldn't remember.

It just so happens that Miss Qingqing's room is decorated in pink, and this flower is a perfect match.

She said hello and took the pot of flowers away, presenting it to Qingqing's room like a treasure.

"Wow!"

"So beautiful!" She pounced on her and clung to Aunt Liu's legs like a kitten clinging to its owner who just came home from work.

Aunt Liu smiled happily, "I was worried that Miss would dislike its poor quality. I'm glad you like it."

Qingqing smiled brightly.

It's okay, it will look great soon.

...

In the evening, Fu Yueci returned home depressed.

He was really in trouble today. The girls in his class kept trying to find out what perfume he wore.

From morning till after school, I would run to his side during every break, and even on the way back, someone would follow him and ask him questions.

He told me several times that it was not perfume, but no one believed him.

Even when he went to buy some snacks after school, a bunch of people followed him.

When he got home, he gave the things to the servant to take away and personally placed the snacks he bought on the table in Qingqing's room.

After entering, he first looked at the decoration style of the room. Although he didn't say it, his eyes showed that he was very satisfied.

Yes, this is like a little girl’s room.

There was also a faint floral scent in the room, the same one he had smelled in the morning.

Fu Yueci looked at the bouquet of flowers on the table. They were blooming beautifully, but the fragrance didn't seem strong.

"Brother." Seeing him staring at the flower for a long time, Qingqing asked curiously, "Do you want flowers?"

Fu Yueci shook his head, retracted his gaze and said casually: "I feel that your flower doesn't seem to have the fragrance it had this morning."

He really wanted to take one to school to prove that he really wasn't wearing any perfume.

But since there are none, forget it. Flowers with such a strong fragrance like the one this morning must be extremely rare.

He didn't notice that after he said this, the little girl's eyes lit up.

She understood that what her brother wanted was fragrant flowers!

Start work tonight!

After dinner, Qingqing returned to the room, injected some energy into the jasmine in the pot, and gave the rest to the flowers on the table.

After doing all this, she went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when she came out, the room was indeed filled with the faint fragrance of flowers.

This time the scent is not monotonous, several kinds of floral scents are mixed together.

Although it is a bit mixed, it is not unpleasant.

Qingqing was very satisfied. She took a special look at the jasmine before going to bed. Its pure white flower bud looked like a small pearl and was particularly stunning.

If I keep going like this, I can give it to my third brother in two days~

The little dumpling closed his eyes contentedly.

After a night, the flowers on the table were like the roses yesterday morning, completely transformed, as if they had been reborn.

Qingqing had already packed up for today before Aunt Liu called her to get up.

She could already dress and wash herself. For the children in the orphanage, independence is the first lesson they have to learn.

When the decorators came yesterday, they installed a small one under her door handle that a three-year-old could reach.

Qingqing stood on the chair and took the vase down, then excitedly opened the door and walked downstairs.

She is looking forward to her brother's expression when he sees Huahua. He must be very happy!

Because she was thinking about this, she walked very happily, holding a large bouquet of flowers, and could not see the road in front of her at all.

Bah.

The little dumpling bumped into someone's leg and was knocked back two steps.

She put the vase down and tried to raise her head, but she still couldn't see who she bumped into.

Thinking that Aunt Liu might be preparing breakfast at this time, the little girl smiled and called her sweetly.

"I'm sorry, Auntie, I couldn't see the road and bumped into you~"

As soon as she finished speaking, the vase in her hand became lighter and was picked up by someone.

At the same time, Xiao Qingqing also saw who she had bumped into.