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Zhao Xiaohui finally found out the location of the flower shop. With her insistence, the courier finally stopped hiding and revealed the location of the flower shop.

When she heard this address, Zhao Xiaohui was very surprised because the location of this flower shop was very close to Lu Zhoucheng's apartment.

"Is it really him who sends me flowers every day?" Zhao Xiaohui muttered in her heart and said to herself: "Because he called me stupid before and now he wants to save me, but he can't lose face?"

Zhao Xiaohui thought about the possibility of this matter. After much deliberation, it seemed that except Lu Zhoucheng, there was no other person who would do such a thing.

"What are you doing?" Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaohui felt inexplicably sweet in her heart: "I'm not really angry with him. You can just come to me. Why waste this money..."

Saying this, Zhao Xiaohui took all the flowers she had received in the past few days to her office, found a vase and put them in them.

In the next few days, the flowers will be delivered on time every day.Collecting flowers every day has become what Zhao Xiaohui looks forward to most.

However, Zhao Xiaohui still felt that the most important thing was to explain the misunderstanding with Lu Zhoucheng face to face and reconcile the two of them quickly.

Sending flowers every day like this doesn't seem to be able to solve the fundamental problem between the two of them.

So on this day, Zhao Xiaohui went to the flower shop early, thinking that if she was lucky, she might run into Lu Zhoucheng, and then the misunderstanding would be explained clearly.

When we arrived at the flower shop, it was still relatively early.The previous courier told Zhao Xiaohui that the flower shop would bring new goods every afternoon. To show sincerity, the other party went to the flower shop to choose these flowers in person the evening before.

After selecting, it was packed and delivered early the next morning.

Zhao Xiaohui was sitting on a wooden chair a little further away from the flower shop. She saw that the shop owner had brought in new goods today, so she thought that the flower buyer would be coming soon.

After waiting for about half an hour, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in Zhao Xiaohui's sight.

This man didn't drive and came from a small road not far away. Because he was far away and his back was facing Zhao Xiaohui, the woman couldn't see clearly.

However, his body shape and clothing are very similar to Lu Zhou Chengdu, they are exactly the same.

After the man entered the flower shop, he walked directly in front of the roses. He bent down slightly, selected for a while, and finally gathered seven red roses.

He put the red rose on the cashier and took out his mobile phone to pay.

At this time, Zhao Xiaohui had followed the man to the door of the flower shop, and she heard the cashier's voice inside.

"Sir, it's better to add a little gypsophila in it, and then the delivery address remains the same, right?"

The man said nothing and nodded slightly.

"Sir, the lady who received this flower is so happy..." The cashier was somewhat complimentary and took the initiative to chat with the customer.

"We also have people here who send flowers every day, but they just transfer the money directly to us and let us arrange it. There are no people like you who come to choose every day. They are so sincere..."

The other person still didn't speak, but he could feel that the atmosphere between him and the cashier was quite relaxed at the moment.

"Okay, the money has been received. The gardener will pack it in person later. Do you need a card this time?" the cashier asked again.

The man hesitated for two seconds, "Then..."

"I think there's no need for cards anymore." Before the man could finish speaking, Zhao Xiaohui's voice appeared next to him.

"I am the person you want to send flowers to. If you have anything to say, you can tell me directly now." Zhao Xiaohui said as she slowly moved forward, getting closer and closer to the cashier.

The man standing in front of the cashier heard the sound and turned his head to look this way.

Zhao Xiaohui also looked at him at this time. It was better not to look at him. When he looked at her, she was embarrassed and motionless.

The man buying flowers in front of me is not Lu Zhoucheng at all!