It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

"I can."

This is the last sentence left by Fu Chengxun.

As soon as Qing stood at the door, the back of the man who was gradually disappearing made her feel a little complicated.

She was thinking, should I tell my mother these things?
But so what if I told it, my mother couldn't remember it at all, maybe she would forget it all tomorrow, so what's the point of her telling it.

Or to put it another way, mom doesn't necessarily want to know.

……

Early the next morning, it was Xinyu who came to the store alone.

Haruichi couldn't come with her because she had to prepare for the start of school.

Xinyu could have stayed at home, but she had just learned how to navigate, and she wanted to try, so after discussing with Qingyi, she came to the store alone.

When she got to the store, Simi had already arrived.

Seeing her alone, I was a little surprised: "Miss Xinyu, why did you come here alone?"

"Qingyi, she has to prepare for school, so I came alone."

Simi spread her hands in disbelief: "Miss Xinyu remembers me?"

"I don't remember." Xinyu was apologetic.

Then she shook the notebook in her hand again: "But it is recorded in my notebook that your name is Simi, and you are an employee in the store."

Simi snorted: "Is that so, I thought Miss Xinyu remembered it, it seems I misunderstood."

Xinyu went in with his notebook in his arms, and said as he walked, "But I don't remember you, it's okay, my notebook helped me remember it."

She smiled happily, as if whether she remembered it or not, for her, it was never something that could bother her.

Simi also laughed: "That's right, Miss Xinyu has always been so optimistic, it's good, at least there are no troubles like this."

Xinyu nodded seriously: "Yes."

Simi hummed: "What does Miss Xinyu want to do today, or do you want to wrap hibiscus flowers?"

Xinyu tilted his head to look at Simi, and felt that her words were a little strange: "Did I like making hibiscus flowers very much before?"

Simi nodded: "It's sort of."

Xinyu was a little curious: "Why do I like to make hibiscus flowers? There are so many flowers, shouldn't I make every one of them?"

She asked seriously, and Simi thought of the customer who came to buy a bouquet of hibiscus flowers every day: "There is nothing special about it, but there is a customer in our store who comes to the store every day to buy a bouquet of hibiscus flowers. The hibiscus flowers are wrapped by Ms. Xinyu herself every day."

Xinyu nodded in understanding, and then she was a little puzzled: "Why is this customer's hibiscus flower wrapped by me?"

That's because that guest asked for it.

Simi wanted to say this, but felt that it was inappropriate to say these words to Xinyu.

"Because Miss Xinyu had plenty of time a few days ago."

"That's it."

Xinyu's eyes fell on the hibiscus flowers over there, and he suddenly felt that he didn't really want to get those hibiscus flowers.

"Simmy, can I not get hibiscus flowers, I prefer lavender and lilies today."

Her tone was soft and serious, with a hint of coquettishness.

Simi laughed lowly: "Miss Xinyu, you are my boss and I am an employee. It is inappropriate for you to speak to me like this."

"Really? But Simmy knows more than I do."

Her mouth is very sweet, and Simi's smile became more and more obvious: "No wonder Miss Qingyi has nothing to do with Miss Xinyu every time. Miss Xinyu, you are really cute."

Xinyu smiled: "Then can I deal with those lavender?"

She said, blinking her big bright eyes.

Simi naturally responded: "Miss Qingyi didn't come, in order to avoid tiring you, I can only deal with it a little today."

Xinyu put down his notebook and replied in response: "I'm not tired, I can do it."

Simi knew that Qingyi had always intended to exercise some of Xinyu's abilities, so after saying that, she didn't continue to say it.

"Okay, then let me know if you need my help, and I'll go and deal with today's purchase order."

Xinyu nodded: "I see."

Simi went to work, and Xinyu started to deal with the lavender.

She first found out all the wrapping paper and all the tools.

Then sat down on the chair.

She has always been very serious when dealing with these things, as if nothing outside can affect her.

When Fu Chengxun came, what he saw was that she was handling the lavender very seriously, sorting out those lavender.

She has only one hand, the right hand is completely immobile, only the left hand.

Looking at it from a distance, her movements are a little clumsy, and there are some unspeakable weirdness.

Fu Chengxun kept that movement and stood there the whole time.

She didn't apply any makeup on her face, perhaps because she was too serious, there was a clear light in her eyes, and from time to time she would curl her lips into a faint smile, which was a smile that came from the heart and overflowed on her face.

She is very happy.

Fu Chengxun felt that he should be happy, but for some reason, when his eyes fell on her hand holding the tool knife, his heart seemed to be completely blocked by something.

Later, Fu Chengxun finally understood where the weird feeling in his heart came from.

His wife, the one who had been hurt by him, the one who had forgotten all the past, but the gesture of holding the utility knife was exactly the same as when she was a doctor when she was holding the scalpel.

Fu Chengxun suddenly felt his whole body stiff, and his throat seemed to be choked by something.

She has forgotten everything, but she still remembers some behavioral instincts in the past.

She remembered the gesture of holding the scalpel before, and Fu Chengxun's heart seemed to be covered with heavy snow, and it was cold.

The harm he did to her indirectly caused her to lose her proud right hand.

For a moment, Fu Chengxun became a little timid.

She forgot, but he remembered clearly.

After all, he still made her completely lose her right hand. After all, he still couldn't find a way to restore her right hand.

"Mr. Fu."

The first to break the deadlock was not Fu Chengxun himself, nor Xinyu, but Simi who came from the other side.

Fu Chengxun coughed lightly, put away the complicated expression on his face, and nodded to Simi.

At the same time, Xinyu also heard the voice and looked over here.

Her eyes were completely unfamiliar, as if she was asking, who is this?

Simi had known this state for a long time, she shook her head at Fu Chengxun: "Come in, Mr. Fu."

Fu Chengxun walked in.

Simi asked: "Mr. Fu still needs Miss Xinyu to introduce you?"

Fu Chengxun nodded unsurprisingly: "Go and do your work."

Simi knew that there was no need to say any more. These days, she was used to it. This guest has always been a special existence.