Shen Shaojuai: I'm sorry I love you too much

Jiang Qingyuan raised his head to look at the sky and the ground in distress. Jiang Qingyuan pinched his waist and looked around. He found that although this place is located at a crossroad on the edge of the bustling area, it is indeed a bit remote.

Looking up at the opposite side, I happened to see a small house with a unique design and a glass roof!
It seems to be a flower shop, and there are a lot of flowers outside the door, which is quite unique.

Between the flower pots, there is a tall figure squatting there, it seems to be tending the flowers and plants!

Suddenly a thought popped into his mind, Jiang Qingyuan thought about going up and asking the clerk to help drive the car to the car rental shop, and give him a little reward...

As soon as he thought of it, Jiang Qingyuan crossed the road, came to the man, and called condescendingly: "Hello, are you the clerk of this store?"

Shen Fengming, who was squatting in a sea of ​​flowers, turned his head at this moment, the sun was shining on his pale face, and the facial features against it were more three-dimensional, and a pair of black pupils looked like two pools of black water, looking over him coldly!

Jiang Qingyuan was so frightened that he took two steps back. He was so shocked that he lost his voice and said, "Shen Fengming, aren't you dead?"

This sentence was yelled in Chinese, but the other party raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression a little unhappy.

Obviously, anyone who hears that a stranger who doesn't know where he came from tells him why you didn't die will feel unhappy.

What's more, who is this person talking about?Shen Fengming?
Then, his sexy lips opened, and he spit out the Chinese with a perfect accent, and his tone was light and dusty, like a low cello: "Sir, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Wrong person?

Jiang Qingyuan came to his senses at this moment, blinked, and stared at Shen Fengming up and down in surprise!
Although she lost a little weight and her expression turned a little cold, it was clearly Shen Fengming, he would never admit that he was wrong with this face!

Being sized up by him like this made Shen Fengming even more unhappy.

He stood up from the sea of ​​flowers, his slender body was elegant and dignified, with an excellent temperament coming out of his bones, Jiang Qingyuan's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he felt that the man in front of him who was a little taller than himself was very oppressive .

My heart is even more puzzled, isn't this really Shen Fengming?

How could a clerk in a small flower shop have such a temperament and appearance?
"What's your name?"

The doubts in Jiang Qingyuan's heart became deeper and deeper, he stared closely at Shen Fengming, his eyes were bright, and he was a little nervous!

But seeing him like this, Shen Fengming was secretly vigilant.

I don't know why, but when I see the man in front of me, I feel a little uncomfortable, I don't like it very much!

Immediately replied coldly: "Sir, I am the owner of this small flower shop. If you want to buy flowers, you can choose the ones you like. If you don't buy them, please move to another place!"

After finishing speaking, Gao Leng turned around and walked into the shop.

Jiang Qingyuan was stunned. He felt that the owner's attitude was too arrogant, right?
After thinking about it, he followed into the store and followed wherever Shen Fengming went. A pair of amber eyes seemed to grow on Shen Fengming's body, looking up and down non-stop.

Shen Fengming was not disturbed, turned around abruptly, his whole body sank, and stared at Jiang Qingyuan with a sense of oppression.

"Sir, I repeat, if you..."

Jiang Qingyuan said immediately: "I want to buy flowers, I am your guest."

Shen Fengming paused for a while, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, although this was the first customer after the opening of his shop, but inexplicably, he almost wanted to drive this person out just now.

This disgusting feeling came out of nowhere, and Shen Fengming directly categorized it as a sixth sense reaction when he saw a freak.

But he has a big man of more than 1.9 meters, so can he be afraid of this little man?

A trace of disdain flashed in Shen Fengming's eyes, and he casually said, "All the goods in the store are here, please choose by yourself."

Then he took out an iPad, which was a second-hand item, bought from the Internet, and downloaded some videos to watch in front of Jiang Qingyuan.

See how those bouquets are wrapped and how are the flower baskets made?
When Jiang Qingyuan was picking flowers, he leaned over to take a look, and immediately felt very fresh. Is he learning how to wrap and arrange flowers?
In order to test it out, he deliberately picked a large bouquet of flowers, put them on the table in front of Shen Fengming and said, "Please help me make them look better!"

Shen Fengming nodded, then slowly picked up the flower branches and made preliminary pruning. He did it very meticulously, neither rush nor slow.

Then, he chose the floral paper flower net ribbon, and followed the instructions in the video step by step.

Jiang Qingyuan saw it in his eyes, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he teased lightly: "You have never wrapped flowers before, have you? Then you wrapped my bouquet of flowers, okay?"
Jiang Qingyuan would never admit that he was gloating when he saw the same face as Shen Fengming, showing a pensive and troubled expression.

Who knew that Shen Fengming ignored him at all, and continued with his subordinates, but within 10 minutes, a bouquet of flowers with coordinated colors, exquisite shapes, and quite elegant flavors was freshly baked.

Staring at the heavy bouquet delivered to his hand, Jiang Qingyuan had to admit that Shen Fengming looked serious, but unexpectedly he was quite artistic?
Then Shen Fengming pulled out an exquisite greeting card, handed it to him, put a pen on it, and said calmly: "You can do it yourself if you want to write any greetings!"

Jiang Qingyuan stared at the greeting card, then slowly moved to Shen Fengming's face, and said: "Can you please write a greeting card for me, I am an overseas Chinese, I can't speak Chinese, but the friend I am going to visit is a A Chinese!"

Shen Fengming didn't doubt him at all, just looked at him calmly for a while, then took the pen directly, and said with a posture: "Speak, what are you thinking about!"

Jiang Qingyuan stared closely at Shen Fengming's posture of holding the pen, seeing how gradually a little bit was written on the white greeting card, and said nervously: "Just say I wish you good health and happy every day. Write as soon as you put the pen down, Ye Xingyi! "

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he pronounced the name, he found that Shen Fengming's hand suddenly stopped!

What's more, the expression that had always been plain was like a calm water surface, rippling and rippled, and there was a second of hesitation!

Immediately, he regained his composure, and then saw Shen Fengming writing like flowing water, the beautiful cursive handwriting just so vividly on the paper!
This handwriting...

Eyes widened, Jiang Qingyuan immediately confirmed that this man must be Shen Fengming, because he had seen this handwriting before.

He used to work with Ye Xingyi in the company, and he has seen many files signed by Shen Fengming, which are exactly the same as this handwriting!
Although there are many people who can imitate handwriting, two people who look alike, are not from the same country, and write the same handwriting...

This is too coincidental, almost impossible!

He looked at Shen Fengming in shock, his heart was like a torrential wave, struggling violently, but his face remained calm.

Seeing that Shen Fengming finished writing the name, and then staring at the three words for a long time, suddenly the corner of his mouth moved, showing a soft smile and said: "This name sounds really good!"

Hearing this, Jiang Qingyuan was puzzled again.

Shen Fengming, what's going on?Hearing Ye Xingyi's name only had this little reaction, why didn't he know himself?

Pretend, you don’t have to pretend to look like that, right?

Moreover, the more important question is, why did Shen Fengming pretend not to know him?

After Shen Fengming finished writing, he seemed to have seen enough, handed the greeting card in front of him and said: "It's already done, please pay the guest!"

Jiang Qingyuan was stunned, took the card in a daze, and said, "Can I ask you to do something for me?"

A small mountain flashed across Shen Fengming's eyebrows, as if a little impatient: "What's the matter?"

I don't have time to send this bouquet of flowers right now, because I'm in a hurry, so I want you to send this pot of flowers to an address for me, and drive my car back by the way!

Shen Fengming followed his gestures and looked out the door, and saw the car across the street at a glance.

Shen Fengming seemed to be in deep thought for three seconds, then slowly turned his head, stared at him, and refused coldly: "I won't send it off!"

"Why?" Jiang Qingyuan said quickly, "If you send me back, I will give you a very rich reward!"

Shen Fengming narrowed his eyes slightly, then stared at Jiang Qingyuan and said, "Your car is obviously rented. You asked me to send flowers, but you actually asked me to deliver the car to the rental shop for you?"

Jiang Qingyuan choked for a moment, but he didn't expect his thoughts to be exposed by Shen Fengming, and he blushed a little.

But he stuck his neck and said, "Didn't I ask you for help? I will pay you again, why don't you want to give it?"

"Because you are not sincere, if you ask me to deliver it for you, just tell me, I might help, but you lied, so I won't help, you pay me the money, just go."

After Shen Fengming finished speaking sternly, he turned around without looking at him, and went to tend to his potted plant with small white flowers.

What's the point of this?
Jiang Qingyuan felt he couldn't laugh or cry, why did he feel that Shen Fengming was not the president anymore, but just a small shop assistant, his temper still didn't change at all.

Why is he insincere?Are you sure it's not a personal attack?

There was no way, and Jiang Qingyuan couldn't force it, so he simply paid for the bouquet of flowers, turned around and got into the rental car. He sat in the car and quietly looked at Shen Fengming at the door of the store.

Watch him busy, and then sit down and stare at the video to learn how to make flower arrangements.

If it wasn't for seeing him learn how to do it on the spot, a layman might not be able to tell at a glance that Shen Fengming is a novice at all.

what happened?Shen Fengming, what does this mean?
Jiang Qingyuan sullenly stared at the man across from him, lost in thought.

I'm afraid this matter has something to do with Xu Yuan.

Just at this time, Xu Yuan made a phone call, Jiang Qingyuan hesitated for a few seconds, and then connected, trying not to make his tone appear strange.

"Hey?"

Xu Yuan immediately choked impatiently: "I said where are you? I've already arrived at the airport, why don't I see you?"

Jiang Qingyuan choked for a while, and then said: "I, I'm stuck on the road, I can't get out, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch my flight, and I have to postpone my return home."

"What, you can't leave today? Then when will you leave?"

Xu Yuan couldn't help raising her voice, but the focus of her attention was when Jiang Qingyuan left.

As if wishing that he would leave immediately.

This abnormality immediately reminded Jiang Qingyuan that something was wrong.