Charlotte, the most beautiful of roses.
The color is a rare orange-yellow, which is beautiful, ethereal, clear and elegant.
Arrogant like a princess, and noble like a queen.
The flourishing beauty in roses can attract people's attention at the first sight.
A large bouquet of flowers bloomed overwhelmingly on the balcony. The place where they were placed was just where Tong Yan could see it as soon as she opened her eyes.
The most eye-catching location.
Tong Yan stared blankly at the bouquet of flowers for a long time, then slightly frowned.
The first bouquet of flowers in life, although many people had sent flowers before, but because of the men in the Qing family, they usually died before they were delivered to Tong Yan.
After lifting the sheets and getting out of bed, Tong Yan came to the balcony wearing a cotton-padded jacket and gently picked up the card from the flower with her fingertips.
There was no name, no contact information, just a simple card, delicate and small.
The card was empty. The person who sent the flowers didn't know if he didn't pay attention to such details and didn't write anything!
Tong Yan stared at the card blankly for a while, as if something had lightly hit her chest.
So besides him, who else could disdain these details
He gave it to me!
He actually gave her flowers!
Tong Yan stiffly picked up the flowers, looked at the blooming flowers absentmindedly, leaned over, put her face in front of the bouquet and smelled it.
A very light floral fragrance, mixed with a hint of fresh dew, as if it had just been separated from the flower branches and was sent to her.
The first bouquet of flowers in my life was given by him!
Shi Jinyang once asked Tong Yan about her preferences and wishes. At that time, Tong Yan spoke very casually, even in a perfunctory tone.
At that time, every word she said was actually very manageable.
She didn't expect that he actually listened to those words!
Thinking of this, the corners of Tong Yan's lips turned up unconsciously.
Whether the flowers Shi Jinyang gave her were simply to help her fulfill her casual wish, or whether they had no meaning at all, Tong Yan was in a happy mood all day today.
I carefully arranged the flowers, washed up, and walked out of the room. I planned to go straight out with my hair disheveled as usual.
However, his legs had already reached the door of the room and suddenly stepped back.
She took a few steps to the closet, opened it, and quietly stared at the clothes hanging inside. She chose a comfortable skirt and changed into it.
When we went downstairs, everyone in the Qing family was already up.
Qing Yafeng happened to be in the living room. When he saw her walking down, he stared at her face suspiciously.
"Go out!"
"No!" Tong Yan replied casually, turning his head and staring at the living room and dining room without leaving a trace.
"You'll still be happy if you don't go out!" Qing Yafeng replied to her while studying the mobile phone in his hand.
He teased Tong Yan without any politeness.
Tong Yan was choked by his words, "Dad, what did you say?"
"Isn't it?" Qing Yafeng threw the phone aside and raised his face.
Squinting his eyes, his gaze swept across her face extremely slowly. His gaze was so sharp that it seemed as if he could penetrate her.
After staring at her for a while, he suddenly asked, "Are you secretly in love behind your family's back?"
His question was so direct that Tong Yan staggered due to his choking and almost missed the stairs.