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

After saying this, little Wenyou leaned on her arms and cried. Qingqing quickly got down from the chair, hugged her legs and begged.

"Sister Wenyou, please stop crying~"

The little guy tilted his face up, and his clear eyes were filled with mist.

Wen You didn't look up, sobbing, "I, I don't want to cry either, but if my grandfather dies, I won't have a grandfather anymore..."

After she said this, Qingqing also wanted to cry. Her nose suddenly felt sour and her big eyes instantly became tearful.

"Woooo..."

Wen You jumped off the chair and cried bitterly with Qingqing.

The two koi fish in the big fish tank on the table flapped their wings, splashing water all over them.

The cold water fell on them and the two little girls stopped crying.

They wiped their tears and stood up from the ground, their faces flushed and their long eyelashes a little messy.

"Don't cry..." Wen You said, not knowing whether he was comforting Qingqing or comforting himself.

The koi fish on the table jumped up again, looking very active.

Xiao Qingqing saw the vase on her bedside and thought of something.

By the way, she specially asked her aunt to bring the flowers last night.

There is sister Wenyou’s favorite lavender!

She ran over and picked up the vase, then suddenly froze.

"what?"

Little Qingqing looked at the colorful flowers in her arms in confusion, and tilted her head slightly with a hint of bewilderment.

"What's wrong, Qingqing?" Wen You walked to her side.

Qingqing put the vase back on the cabinet, and her cute little face wrinkled.

"Sister, this is not my flower."

She knew Wen You was coming last night, so she took care of the flowers before going to bed. The scent of lavender filled the whole room, it was fragrant.

But because there were too many flowers on the balcony, the fragrance of the flowers all floated in when the wind blew. With so many scents mixed together, Qingqing didn't pay attention to the lavender when she got up in the morning.

I just held it and smelled it and realized something was wrong.

This doesn't smell good at all.

Wen You stood on tiptoe and got closer to the lavender to smell it, wrinkling his nose slightly.

She looked at Qingqing and said seriously, "You are right, Qingqing. You are a flower fairy. The flowers you grow are all fragrant, but this one smells a bit."

Xiao Qingqing silently clenched her little hands and leaned over to smell it.

"It does smell a bit."

"Let's take it out and have a look?" Wen You suggested.

"Uh-huh!"

The two little girls carried the vase to the balcony, squatted down and took out the flowers one by one.

The flower roots that were just taken out were wet and their roots didn’t look very fresh.

After pulling them all out, Wen You pointed at the root of a lavender flower soaked in water and said with a frown.

"Look, this is rotten. You can tell it's not fresh, so it stinks."

Xiao Qingqing nodded somewhat disappointedly, feeling very sad.

I originally wanted to give it to Sister Wen You to make her happy, but the flowers turned out like this.

In Wen You's eyes, Qingqing now looked like a dejected little kitten.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and at the same time she felt a little angry.

"Qingqing, your aunt brought you the rotten flowers. You should tell your father!"

"Otherwise they will give you rotten flowers in the future!"

Little Qingqing shook her head dejectedly, staring at the flowers on the ground, and poked them gently with her tender white hands.

Wen You now felt that she was like a soft bun.

When she was at home, she heard her mother say that Qingqing was not Uncle Fu's biological child, but was adopted.

So now she thinks that it must be the aunt at home who bullied Qingqing because of this.

Another thing is that Qingqing always speaks in a soft voice, and the most important thing is: she never complains!

Wen You stood up from the ground and grabbed her hand directly, his cheeks puffed up with anger.

"Your brother is not down there. I'll take you with me. You can talk to your brother!"

"Sister Wenyou~"

Qingqing didn't move. There was a hint of confusion on her delicate little face. After meeting Wen You's dark and puzzled eyes, she spoke softly.

"It seems that it wasn't Auntie who gave me rotten flowers, but my flowers were replaced by someone else."

As she spoke, she stretched out her little hands and gestured.

Wen You's eyes widened when he heard this, and he became even angrier than before.

"Someone exchanged your beautiful flowers for rotten ones!"

Qingqing clutched her clothes tightly with her little hands, lowered her head, and hummed muffledly.

"That's too much! You were supposed to give it to me!"

Wen You felt very distressed. He stared at the rotten flowers on the ground and wanted to step on them, but when he thought that this was not his home, he restrained himself a little.

"Let's go tell your brother!"

Qingqing was still a little hesitant, not for any other reason, but because she was a little afraid of Wen You's father.

The little guy was holding hands and walked slowly.

As I walked out of the bedroom, Aunt Liu came towards me.

Qingqing was like seeing a savior and quickly called her, "Auntie!"

She stopped and said to Wen You, "Tell my auntie, she can help us too."

The happiness in the eyes cannot be hidden.

Wen You also stopped.

She actually didn't care who she told it to, as long as she could help Qingqing find the bad guy who stole the flowers.

Aunt Liu approached with a kind smile on her face.

Her appearance is now developing against her age, her mentality has improved, and she gives people a much more friendly feeling.

"What's wrong, miss?"

Qingqing took her hand and went back to her room, and the three of them walked to the balcony.

"Someone used these rotten flowers to replace your beautiful flowers." Wen You said logically.

Aunt Liu saw the flowers on the ground and frowned.

The flowers in Qingqing's room were arranged by a florist under her supervision. They were all airlifted in from other places and were fresh and beautiful.

And these on the ground are not even as good as the defective products left over from daily flower arranging.

Aunt Liu squatted down and picked up a few badly rotten ones.

The Fu family basically gets some lavender every day, mainly to put in the third young master's room, but because he can't stand strong fragrance, the amount will not be too much.

Every day after arranging flowers, there would be a few broken lavender branches left, which were placed in a large flower basket with other extra flowers.

The aunties who work at the Fu family can take anything they like.

Things that even my aunt doesn’t want will be thrown away before they rot.

Aunt Liu now looks at these lavenders, and the more she looks at them, the more they look like those that are about to be thrown away.

Two of them were severely rotten and two were slightly rotten.

This is a vase made by collecting all the lavender from the day before yesterday, yesterday and today.

She didn't say anything, but her eyes turned cold instantly.

She should have thought that Qingqing's flowers are so fragrant and good for the human body.

With so many aunts at home, sooner or later someone will develop selfish thoughts.

I just don't know whether he sold it or took it home for his own use.