Agni Group: Good Morning Black Boss

Seeing her daughter's insistence, Tong Shuya knew that it would be useless to stop her, so she could only nod her head in agreement, "Okay. But you still have to be careful about the raw materials you add. They are especially used on the face. Girls' skin is very important. In my opinion, don’t use Tongquan grass, ask the housekeeper to look for flowers that are more suitable for beauty at home, and get some as raw materials, it’s safer..."

Although Tong Shuya agreed with her lips, she was still very concerned about the three words "side effects" that Sikong Lingge just said.

It seems that Mommy will not give up without changing the raw materials, and will continue to read.

Shangguan Zhixing sighed.

After thinking about it again, I thought it was just right.

Zhengchou didn't know how to remind Sikong Lingge of her intention to make handmade soap for herself.

When Mummy mentioned this, there was a breakthrough point.

Shangguan Zhixing straightened his expression, "Housekeeper, there are other flowers at home, can they be used as raw materials?"

"Miss, there is only some lavender left at home." The housekeeper dodged his eyes and replied respectfully, "Lavender has the effects of relieving stress, relaxing nerves, helping sleep, and relieving anxiety. It is very suitable for Miss."

When Tong Shuya heard that lavender was helpful to Shangguan Zhixing, she decided decisively, "Then use lavender instead."

Sikong Lingge nodded, and also felt that lavender was good.

"The flower language of lavender is to wait for love. I think the eldest lady has been single for so many years. She should find a good man, fall in love, and then get married and have children like the young master." The butler said.

When Shangguan Che heard that the housekeeper wanted Shangguan Zhixing to marry, his face darkened immediately.

If eyes could kill, the butler would have been stabbed so many times by now.

The butler ignored Shangguan Che's gaze and continued without changing his expression, "Also, I also heard that in Ireland, people tie lavender to the bridge to pray for good luck. The eldest lady has just returned from a catastrophe. I need to change my luck. And..."

The butler was uncharacteristically taciturn, eloquently speaking.

Moreover, the butler repeated the phrase "the flower language of lavender is to wait for love" alone no less than five times...

Sikong listened to the song and felt that the butler meant something.

Looking up at Shangguan Zhixing, I found that her expression was also different from usual——

So, is Shangguan Zhixing really implying something to himself through the housekeeper?

Sikong listened to the song and frowned, carefully pondering what the housekeeper said the most.

The flower language of lavender is waiting for love...

The flower language of lavender is waiting for love...

The flower language of lavender is waiting for love...

The flower language of lavender is waiting for love!

Suddenly, Sikong Lingge's brain seemed to be hit by something, and suddenly became cheerful——

The flower language of lavender is waiting for love, and the flower language of Tongquan grass is a secret!

Sikong Lingge understood!

Shangguan Zhixing was hinting to her that while making handmade soap, she should find a way to tell Shangguan Zile's secret!

Like freezing a cardboard box in handmade soap...

This is a very simple matter for her.

Sikong Lingge was so excited, his chest trembled slightly.

She has to work hard to control her emotions, so that she can control her emotions, keep calm, and not show it in front of Fang Yiren.

On the table.

The butler was still talking.

Shangguan Che's face was still ugly.

But Sikong Lingge no longer cared about it anymore.