Chapter 1711 Rose Manor (17)
In this world, he is rich, has a good life and rest, has a gentle temper, and never loses his temper with others...
Yun Si watched quietly, thinking of the content of the dream.
He in the dream... is not as cold as the real him.
On the contrary, she is gentle and quiet, easy to tease.
The contrast is great.
She curled her lips slightly, and her crystal fingertips gently brushed across a rose plant in front of her.
"How about... I'd better tease you first..."
Anyway, she is very leisurely and not in a hurry.
Playing while slowly thinking about a suitable identity.
After all, he won't notice it.
She nodded her chin, as if thinking about it.
Soon, her figure disappeared.
It turned into the dots of shimmering light, which dissipated in the flowers.
Free and unfettered.
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"What? The flowers are no longer for sale?"
When Qiao Zhenting received a call from Uncle Wang, he was very disappointed.
"Why didn't you sell it all of a sudden? Do you think the price I gave was too low?"
"No, no, Mr. Xiao, it's not about the price."
Uncle Wang took the landline in the living room and explained to him.
"Yes... so, Mr. Big wants to keep those roses again, so... we won't sell them for the time being."
"I'm really sorry, please forgive me."
"...my brother wants it again? Doesn't he like roses?"
Qiao Zhenting was extremely suspicious, "Uncle Wang, could it be that you found a buyer with a higher bid, so you lied to me?"
"It's really Mr. Da who has spoken, and we just follow suit."
"Of course, in order to make up for you, I specially sent someone to send a few plants that have just been unearthed. If there is no accident, you will probably receive it this afternoon. Please accept it."
"...Okay, got it."
Qiao Zhenting is very sorry.
After all, those flowers are so amazing that he likes them so much.
It turned out that it was about to be obtained but suddenly disappeared, which made people feel really bad.
But Uncle Wang is thoughtful and listens to his elder brother in everything. If he says not to sell it, it is probably because his elder brother really does not want to sell it.
Though, not sure why.
Hung up the phone, Uncle Wang looked at the flowers outside the window in the distance.
It is in the flowering period, and the flowers outside are still bright.
Like an ignorant and innocent girl, still bathing in the sun, swinging her beautiful skirt.
Uncle Wang watched for a while, upstairs, Mr. Qiao's assistant came down and met him.
"Uncle Wang, sir is looking for you."
After all, he is an old man, and the assistant respects him very much.
Uncle Wang came back to his senses, "Okay, I'll go up right away."
"Wait, Uncle Wang, before the mister tells you to go up, go outside and pick a few roses, and bring them up together."
"...what? A rose?"
"Yes, there are roses outside." The assistant affirmed.
"Mr. specified."
Uncle Wang hissed, feeling a little strange.
"Did you tell me what you want to use it for?"
The assistant held up the plain-colored Campion flower in his hand, and the roots were still dripping with water.
"Probably they should be kept in a vase. The original flowers are here, but now the vase is empty."
"..."
Even stranger.
Uncle Wang didn’t think too much about it, so he hurried to do it.
Ask the servant to go outside and pick a few good-looking plants to come in. He took them and went upstairs.
On the viewing platform on the second floor, the tiles are smooth and cold.
The clear porcelain white vase placed on the round table has become empty inside.
(end of this chapter)