my billionaire ex-husband

Feng Chengling suddenly stretched out his big palm, took the flower basket, and stuffed it into her arms forcefully: "What should I say, I gave it to you too, do you dare to throw it away?"

Lin Kewei didn't speak, and continued to turn her head to look out the window while holding the flower basket, but this time, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

The current Feng Chengling knows how to take care of her self-esteem, knows how to give her a step down at the right time, knows how to adjust the relationship between them, and avoids a situation where a trivial matter could develop into a cold war.

When the two returned to the hotel, the first thing Lin Kewei did was dig out the vase she bought, filled it with water, inserted the roses in the flower basket, and placed it beside the bedside table.

After thinking about it, she dug out another box of vitamin C from her shopping bag, threw two pieces into the vase. [

Feng Chengling sat on the sofa, his handsome face softened in the light, but his eyes were sharp and impermanent.

It's just a basket of flowers, as for making her happy like this?

She remembered that she had never shown such a happy smile when she gave Shangxin a sports car, a villa, jewelry, and a bank card.

remember...

Lin Kewei never accepted any gifts from him, and she never swiped the card he gave.

Take out the stack of checks from the lining, write a row of zeros on it, sign it

Lin Kewei stood by the window, there were too many flowers and the bottle was not big enough, but she was reluctant to throw them away, so she could only think about what to do with the extra flowers.

Just then, a low voice called her.

There was still a smile on the corner of her mouth, when she turned her head, she saw Feng Chengling's tall and handsome figure standing in front of her, holding a thin piece of paper in her hand.

He handed her the tissue paper

Lin Kewei only took one look, the smile on the corner of her mouth froze immediately, and she said in a cold voice, "What do you mean?"

"You deserve it," he said deadpan.

Lin Kewei's body became extremely cold in an instant, as if she had been thrown into a cruel freezing room.

"Is it the service fee I deserve?" Lin Kewei took the check over, her shoulders trembling a little, but she tried her best to restrain herself, and said with pale lips, "It's only 500 million? A hundred million is a drop in the bucket! You can't afford such a figure? Do you treat me like a cheap prostitute?"