Never leave my wife: I won't date the president if he remarries

Su Wuxi couldn't refuse and had to do as she wanted, but seeing her aunt busy up and down at home, she couldn't sit still.

Since this was what Yuan Heting meant, she didn't want to do more to stop it. Although she was still a little weak, she still wanted to take advantage of the weather to go for a walk.

After changing out of her luggage, Su Wuxi sat in front of the dressing table and put on a little makeup, trying to make her complexion look healthier.

At this time, the aunt saw that she was about to go out, and stepped forward to remind her in a respectful tone: "Miss Su, your body has not recovered yet, the young master specifically told me to take good care of you."

Hearing Yuan Heting's order again, Su Wuxi frowned slightly, with a trace of helplessness in his tone: "I just went out for a walk, which will also help my body recover."

Seeing that she couldn't be persuaded, the aunt had no choice but to let her go. When she heard the sound of the door, she immediately reported the situation to her young master without calling.

That morning, after Su Wuxi left the house, he walked towards the garden in the middle of the street not far away.

Originally, she planned to sit in the park for a while, but suddenly thought of the copycat "Yuyan" skin care brand she mentioned to Wang Ruoxi last night, and decided to go to the counter to see it for herself.

Afterwards, Su Wuxi took a taxi to the commercial district, and after visiting several large shopping malls, as Wang Ruoxi said, he did not find a counter of this brand at all.

After walking for a while, she walked into a department store mainly small vendors, and soon after entering the door, she saw an inconspicuous counter in the corner, on which were the best-selling facial creams and essences of "Shu Yan".

After being recommended by the shopping guide, she tried it and found that the texture of the cream applied on her hands was not delicate enough, and it had an obvious smell of cheap chemical essence.

However, the price of this bottle is not high-quality and cheap, but it is under the banner of pseudo-high-end.

Under Su Wuxi's judgment, he felt that this copycat brand was not competitive with his own products at all, so he was relieved a lot.

Afterwards, she went home to rest, not wanting to smell the elegant fragrance from the living room as soon as she entered the door.

Su Wuxi looked around the living room suspiciously, and was surprised to see a bouquet of flowers on the cabinet against the wall.

Before she could speak, she saw her aunt walking over with an empty vase in her arms, and bowed respectfully: "Miss Su, you are back."

Su Wuxi parted her lips slightly, nodded in astonishment, saw her aunt put flowers in a vase, wanted to ask but hesitated.

Thinking that the aunt probably bought the flowers under Yuan Heting's orders, she didn't ask any further questions.

In the next few days, under the meticulous care of her aunt, Su Wuxi's body has improved significantly, and her fair cheeks have a healthy color.

However, what puzzles her is that every day when she wakes up, she will see that the flowers in the living room have been replaced with new ones, and they are expensive.

Although the background of flowers at home is more warm, but it is a bit too wasteful for Su Wuxi.

When she came to the kitchen, she saw her aunt making breakfast. She raised her hand to help and asked, "Auntie, do you go out to buy flowers every morning?"

The auntie was putting the fried eggs into the plate, and without thinking much, she smiled and replied gently: "No, Ms. Su, I will make breakfast when I get up in the morning, how can I have time to go out and buy flowers?"

Hearing this, Su Wuxi immediately realized that something was wrong, frowned and asked in surprise, "Where did the flowers come from? Could it be that someone sent them here every morning?"

At this time, the aunt realized that she was talking too much just now, and she hesitated and didn't know how to answer.

"Miss Su...as long as you like these flowers... breakfast is ready, eat it while it's hot."

Hearing the aunt's hesitant tone, Su Wuxi knew that she couldn't ask anything, but what was certain was that she had something to hide from herself.

After breakfast full of bewilderment, Su Wuxi walked to the living room, picked up a flower from the vase, brought it to his nose and smelled it.

The elegant fragrance is indeed refreshing, and the bright but not delicate color is just right.

However, Su Wuxi made a bored expression, and directly picked up the vase and walked to the auntie to hand it to her.

"I'm tired of seeing these varieties every day, you can throw away these flowers!"

Su Wuxi deliberately showed a lack of interest, waved his hands and turned around in boredom to leave.

Seeing that she was dissatisfied with today's flowers, my aunt immediately followed her with concern, and asked kindly, "Excuse me, Miss Su, what flowers do you like? I will prepare them for you as soon as possible."

Su Wuxi stopped, rolled his eyes and said casually, "Tulip."

Then she went back to the bedroom, reading a book while listening intently to the things outside the door.

Hearing the sound of her aunt's footsteps walking away, she got out of bed softly, put her ear on the door and heard a faint sound coming from outside.

But because the aunt was standing on the balcony at the moment, Su Wuxi couldn't hear what she said at all, but guessed that she seemed to be on the phone.

After a few minutes, Su Wuxi heard her aunt's footsteps appear again, and immediately opened the door and walked towards her.

The two looked at each other, and they were startled by the aunt who bumped into him. Their astonished faces froze immediately, and they swallowed their saliva and asked in amazement, "Excuse me... what is Miss Su's order?"

Su Wuxi smiled meaningfully, and ordered with a raised voice: "It's okay, were you on the phone just now?"

The aunt's eyes wandered, but she refused to admit it: "No Miss Su, you may have heard wrong, I was cleaning the glass on the balcony just now."

Su Wuxi nodded, looked at his aunt's uneasy face, and his tone returned to his usual approachable: "So that's the case, then you should be busy, remember to call me when my tulip is ready."

With her own instructions, the aunt naturally didn't dare to neglect. After watching Su Wuxi return to the bedroom, she took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to urge her again.

An hour later, Su Wuxi was leaning on the bedside to read a book, and sure enough, he heard movement outside the door again.

She waited quietly, planning to see the tulips before asking her aunt who sent these flowers.

But it's not hard to guess, it's just that she needs to get a positive answer from the user.

The sound of the door opening came from outside, followed by the rustling of flower wrapping paper. Su Wuxi waited patiently, thinking about the time in his mind, and then got up from the bed.

When she came to the living room, she saw the vase on the low cabinet, which was filled with colorful tulips, and each one was extraordinarily full.

"The tulips are ready so soon?" Su Wuxi asked her aunt with raised eyebrows.

"Yes, Ms. Su, I wonder if you are satisfied?" Auntie had already noticed that her tone was not right, and her voice began to be timid.

Su Wuxi smiled gently, looked at the pleasing tulips, and asked calmly, "I want to know who sent these flowers?"

Being asked by Su Wuxi again, the auntie couldn't help showing embarrassment, trying to explain to her hesitantly.

"Miss Su, these tulips... are me, I ordered them outside just now."

Auntie lowered her head and didn't dare to look at her, her anxious posture clearly showed a guilty conscience.

Su Wuxi could tell that her aunt was not telling the truth, so she had to pretend to be domineering, raised her voice and said with a worried face: "It's really troublesome auntie, you have worked hard to take care of me these days, and now my body has recovered, so you You can go back."

Before the words fell, the aunt trembled nervously, knowing that she couldn't hide it anymore, she had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Miss Su, don't be angry. In fact, the young master sent someone to send it here, but he told you not to tell you about it." Auntie lowered her head and looked anxious, afraid that she would really be sent back to Yuan's house.

Seeing her aunt looking at a loss, in fact, Su Wuxi didn't want to embarrass her aunt who took good care of her.

But if she doesn't take such an aggressive attitude, I'm afraid she will always be kept in the dark.

Auntie's answer was exactly as she expected. In fact, thinking about it carefully, who else could there be besides Yuan Heting?

"So that's how it is." Su Wuxi snorted lightly, and continued to ask: "Since the flowers were sent by your young master, why is he afraid that I will know? It can't be that he has a ghost in his heart and wants to do something shady?"

Facing Su Wuxi's questioning, the aunt's face became more nervous, and she hurriedly explained: "Miss Su, you misunderstood, the young master just decided to keep it secret because he was afraid that you would not accept the flowers."

Su Wuxi nodded speciously, smiled coldly and looked at the tulips in the vase again.

The auntie saw that her complexion was still not clear, so she continued to say: "Miss Su, don't think too much, these flowers were transported by air from the south by the young master. Can have a good mood."

Hearing these words, Su Wuxi's indifferent face suddenly showed a touch of hesitation, but he didn't know how to respond for a while.

Silently returning to the bedroom, she looked at the somewhat gloomy sky outside the window, and the flowers in the vase naturally appeared in her mind.

The gloomy weather will inevitably affect people's emotions, but when she thinks of the brightly colored tulips, her mood really feels brightened.

But at the same time, she felt contradictory and complicated in her heart. Regarding Yuan Heting's silent concern, she didn't know whether to choose to turn a blind eye or reject it directly.

Going back to the bed and picking up the phone, Su Wuxi suddenly wanted to call Yuan Heting and tell her not to send flowers from tomorrow.

Finding Yuan Heting's number in the address book, she stretched out her finger and wanted to press it, but hesitated the moment she dialed the phone.

Thinking that if he personally rejected his kindness, Yuan Heting might do something unexpected.

Thinking of this, Su Wuxi put down his phone and walked out of the bedroom, saw his aunt preparing lunch in the kitchen, and walked up to her and called her softly.

"By the way, Auntie, I want to trouble you with something." Su Wuxi's tone was serious, intending to make Auntie feel her determination.

Auntie was threatened to be sent back to Yuan's house just now, so she didn't dare to disobey her orders at this moment, so she quickly stopped what she was doing, "Miss Su, tell me, this is what I should do."

Su Wuxi smiled lightly, seeing her aunt's anxious expression, her voice was a little gentle: "Don't be nervous, I just want you to tell your young master not to send flowers in the future."