Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

Zheng Yuan didn't take it over, she looked wary, "Uh? Who gave it to you?"

How could someone send her flowers when she was so nice?She doesn't know anyone else.

The girl shook her head slightly, "The other party didn't leave a message, and we don't know."

Zheng Yuan signed the signature and took the flowers. After pondering for a while, she found a vase and put it in the small lounge outside.

In the next few days, the flower-giver reported every day, pink roses, purple tulips, camellia pansies, lilacs, Phalaenopsis... The lounge became a sea of ​​flowers, colorful and beautiful.

Zheng Yuan stood in the small lounge, her mood slightly lifted, her eyebrows and eyes curved.

Ouyang Yun had something to talk to her about, after hearing what his son said, he went straight to the lounge, and was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

"You are so leisurely and elegant, since you bought so many flowers, why put them here?"

There is also a bed in the ward, which is just right to accompany the bed. Zheng Yuan has been sleeping on that bed all the time, and this lounge is mostly occupied by nurses.

Ouyang Yun occasionally stays and sleeps on the sofa in the small living room, and hardly enters this lounge.

Seeing the grand occasion in front of him, he couldn't help shaking his head, women, do you like flowers?

He suddenly remembered that since they got married, he didn't seem to have sent her flowers once.

But she doesn't seem to be the woman who gave her flowers, which is a bit strange.

A trace of astonishment floated on Zheng Yuan's face, "Didn't you send it?"

"How could it be me..." Ouyang Yun was a little embarrassed. In the past, a secretary helped him arrange these things. As long as he gave an order, the secretary would naturally take care of it.

But for some reason, he didn't want the secretary to interfere in the affairs between him and Zheng Yuan.

"I'm busy recently, if you like it, I'll give it to you every day."

Zheng Yuan frowned strangely, "No need, I didn't buy this either."

Ouyang Yun was stunned for a moment, "What? Someone gave it to me? Who is it?"

"No signature." Although Zheng Yuan said so, a name came to mind.

The phone rang, Zheng Yuan picked it up casually, and a familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang out, "Do you like those flowers?"

Zheng Yuan's thoughts were still immersed in the mysterious flower-giver, "Who are you?"

"You really can't hear my voice?" The tone was very familiar, as if it was someone close.

Zheng Yuan's heart skipped a beat, "It's you? Chi Mo, what do you want to do?"

It turned out that the flowers were sent by him, but suddenly, she felt that these flowers were not good-looking, why did they become ugly?

Chi Mo's gentle voice was full of nostalgia, "I remember you used to like flowers the most, no matter what kind of flowers you like, every time I send you flowers, you will be happy for a long time..."

Zheng Yuan was so disgusted that she kept bringing it up, what's the point?Still expect her to miss old love?

She comes and goes when you ask her, is she that cheap?

Ouyang Yun snatched her mobile phone. Hearing the voice in the microphone, his expression turned cold, "My wife likes red roses the most. Why don't you give her the rose garden."

Chi Mo sucked in a breath of air, and after all the calculations, he didn't even count that Ouyang Yun would be by her side, so he didn't go to work at this hour?

"you……"

Ouyang Yun smiled faintly, "Don't be so stingy, it's just a rose garden, don't you want it?"

No matter how scheming Chi Mo was, he was suddenly caught by someone, and he was so surprised that he couldn't even speak smoothly, "No, I..."

Ouyang Yun waited for this sentence, "That's fine, I will send someone over to receive it tomorrow."

After speaking, he hung up the phone decisively and smiled sinisterly.