Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

It is impossible for all the daughters of the Lu family to be in her hands.

Seeing her son being so injured, Fang Yiru felt extremely distressed.

Grabbing his son's hand, he said, "We won't give away these flowers."

She already has a daughter-in-law, and she is about to hold a son. Her third son is still young, not to mention that she can't get a girlfriend, even if she wants to be single for the rest of her life, she, a mother, will never say a word.

After all, enlightened parents must respect their children's choices.

She knew everything, and naturally felt sorry for her son.

It's really the saddest thing about falling out of love.

Seeing that her son was broken in love, Fang Yiru decided to ask Jiang Muhang for a few more days off so that he could rest at home.

For several days, Jiang Muhang stayed at Jiang's house, did not go to school, and did not contact outsiders.

Fang Yiru is extraordinarily reasonable this time, his son is so decadent, so he must not put pressure on him anymore.

After all, it is enough for their family to have an heir. There is no need for so many sons to earn family property.

It's not good to hurt the brother's peace.

"Go, send this chicken soup up to your third brother, it's for Qi."

Fang Yiru patted Jiang Xiaowu beside him, and put a bowl of chicken soup in front of him.

The strong fragrance immediately whetted the appetite, and he said excitedly, "Mom, is there any mine? I want to drink it too."

"Think about anything, I really dare to think about anything, I'm not big, I think a lot, go and send it to your third brother first."

Fang Yiru reprimanded dissatisfiedly, patted Jiang Xiaowu and asked him to deliver chicken soup.

Although reluctant, he obediently went upstairs with the chicken soup.

Naturally going upstairs, I still didn't forget to mutter in a low voice: "This is too biased. The third brother can drink it. I didn't even think about it. Sure enough, out of five fingers, the third one is always the longest."

Fang Yiru couldn't hear his mumbling voice clearly.

Can't help saying: "What's wrong with your third brother's finger?"

Standing in the middle of the stairs, Jiang Xiaowu carefully turned his head and glanced at the old lady downstairs.

He sighed and said, "Third brother has good fingers, much longer than mine."

"Nonsense, how old are you, how old is your third brother, it's better than you and pig's trotters."

You must have won!

Being scolded by his mother and feeling abandoned, Jiang Xiaowu suddenly felt that he should be a motherless child.

Otherwise, how could he be called Jiang Mujin.

This sounds like a name for a missing daughter.

He ruined it, he only blamed himself for being too active in the mother's womb.

If you are a girl, you will be the winner in life.

Sure enough, not everyone can win this kind of life by lying down. No matter people are young or old, they should not be too diligent.

Jiang Mujin went up for a while, then ran down, put the empty bowl in front of Fang Yiru: "It's over."

Fang Yiru stared at Jiang Mujin's shiny mouth, frowned and said, "Who drank it?"

Who knew that just as she asked, this kid actually sighed heavily at her.

He said to her earnestly: "Mom, sometimes, women are too smart and really put a lot of pressure on men. Why is my mother a very smart woman?"

Fang Yiru, who was suddenly praised, was startled for a moment, then pursed her lips as she looked at Jiang Mujin's troubled little face.

A little proudly said: "If it's not enough, there is still in the kitchen, and someone will serve you another bowl, drink more to nourish your brain."

Jiang Mujin: It really is my own mother!

Giving a high thumbs up to Fang Yiru, Jiang Xiaowu picked up the bowl on the table and walked into the kitchen with his head held high.

There's no way, he should do something as embarrassing as drinking chicken soup!

Inside the flower shop.

The girl sat at the door in her free time as usual, looking out the door from time to time.

It's been almost a week and the guy who bought the flowers hasn't arrived yet.

Because Valentine's Day has just passed, the store is much deserted.

She just delivered the flowers to the agreed place on time, but never saw Jiang Muhang again.

The money in the card is enough for her to spend for a year.

It's just... He used to come over every day to see if there were new products.

Recently, many new products have been delivered to the store, but Jiang Muhang has never been seen again.

Just as she was looking at the gate of Jiang University, someone returned the flowers she had just sent out this morning.

'why? '

Yang Sanyue looked at the delivery man with a strange expression on his face.

She sent it before and never returned it. Why did she suddenly return it this time?

The delivery man said: "I don't know about this either. I just went back to the original address according to the above address, but it was rejected there. We don't understand the rest. You should ask the customer on the order."

Looking at the delivery man leaving, Yang Sanyue stood at the door, staring at the bouquet in her hand in a daze.

She, she doesn't have Jiang Muhang's contact information.

There is only the card he gave himself half a year ago, and two addresses for sending flowers, and the rest, they never meet again.

Now that the flowers are not accepted, she should return the card to him.

In the past, she would make settlements every month, withdraw the money she should withdraw from the card, and store the rest intact.

sunset.

Yang Sanyue waited at the entrance of the flower shop from sunrise to sunset, looked at the gate of Jiang University, but still didn't find the person she was waiting for.

The bank card in her hand was tightly held by her, and she was a little at a loss for a while.

Is it true that he will never come again?

In the next two days, the flowers sent out were still returned by the same way.

Until one day, Yang Sanyue finally saw that familiar figure.

Seeing Jiang Muhang coming out from the gate of Jiang University, Yang Sanyue was overjoyed and hurried to catch up.

"Jiang Muhang!"

A beautiful female voice resounded crisply.

On the side of the road not far away, in a bright red car, a woman poked her head out and waved to Jiang Muhang.

The red luxury car is particularly eye-catching in the sunset.

The bright car body seems to be glowing, piercing into people's eyes.

Jiang Muhang was taken aback when he saw Lu Wanyou, then ran over tremblingly, and greeted with a smile, "Sister Lu, you're back."

The boy in front of him was cute and cute, with sunshine shining on his handsome face.

Still their intimate and familiar appearance, Lu Wanyou sighed suddenly, glanced at the co-pilot's seat and said: "Come on, please go to dinner."

Today, she must explain clearly to this guy.

It was agreed that no more flowers should be sent, and she would have to send them every day, so that now she has a physical reaction to flowers, and she feels sick when she sees them.

"Oh that's fine."

Jiang Muhang liked it and got into the car, although he was a little surprised that Lu Wanyou came over suddenly, but... the business is not a good deal.

Although it is impossible for them to be a couple, they are also their good sisters.

They grew up together and have a deep revolutionary friendship.

The red car shadow flashed in front of the flower shop, so fast that it was too late to blink.

Soon the red shadow was submerged in the traffic.

Jiang Sanyue looked at the disappearing car, and she tightly clenched the bank card and mobile phone in her hand.

Originally, she wanted a contact information...