Mr. Quan, please take care

Chapter 7 Cactus, Babyface

"Is there something wrong?" the man asked, polite but alienated.

Shen Yu thought for a while and nodded.

"Say."

"Can you help me pick out two pots of flowers that I want to put on the bedroom windowsill?"

"Why did you let me choose?"

Shen Wei showed a shallow smile, "Ding Bo said, you have a lot of research on ornamental plants? But I don't know anything about it..."

"so?"

"Brother, if you can help, that would be the best!" The girl stood among the flowers, smiling coquettishly, against the orange glow in the background.

Shen Qian paused, brother?

To say that she is timid doesn't seem to be the case at all.

"What color do you like?" The man walked past her straight to the potting area.

Ding Bo was surprised that the eldest young master went back and forth, and then looked at the third young lady with a kind of magical eyes.

The two didn't notice him.

Shen Wei followed the man's footsteps, heard the words, thought for a while: "White, green."

"What about the scent?"

"Don't pick."

Shen Qian stopped in front of a pot of cactus and pointed: "Green."

Shen Wei: "..." Did you say you have a lot of research on ornamental plants? !Focus: Ornamental plants!

Shouldn't it be that kind of beautiful, colorful, and expensive flower?
Actually picked a potted cactus? !
"You don't seem very satisfied with your expression?"

Shen Yu was not in a hurry to deny it, yes, she was just dissatisfied, is there a problem?
"It suits you very well," the man emphasized.

"why?"

"Ugly." But very tenacious.

"..."

Shen Yu got angry, turned around and left, a little out of breath.

Willful, yet cute.

Standing where he was, Shen Qian suddenly raised a smile, and facing the rising sun, there was a little less warmth and more hidden warmth.

Little Poor is not too stupid to be hopeless.

Shen Yu returned to the room, and scolded Shen Qian in her heart.

knock --

She put on her slippers and got up to open the door.

"Miss San." The maid stood outside the door.

"what's up?"

"Ding Bo asked me to bring this over."

Very good, it's the potted cactus.

With a blank expression on her face, Shen Wei turned sideways to make way, "Put it on the window sill."

"Yes."

After the servant left, Shen Yu lay on the window sill, in front of him was the plump, plump and green cactus.

She poked it with her finger, "It's quite round."

At eight o'clock, the seven members of the Shen family, except Shen Ru, who was still working on a project in Country M, went downstairs to have breakfast on time.

This is the tacit rule of the old man at home.

Seeing that Shen Yu was also so punctual, Yang Lan's eyes darkened for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

"Good morning, Auntie." The girl smiled like a flower.

"...Morning." The woman felt depressed.

After breakfast, Shen Chunjiang and Shen Qian went to the company, and Shen Yan went back to school. She is full of classes today.

Yang Lan invited a few wives to play a game of poker, stuffed tens of thousands of cash into the bag, and left.

Shen Wei went back to the room and took out a half-new canvas bag from the closet, which contained all her belongings——

A pack of embroidery thread, some fine needles, plus 2000 yuan.

She took five hundred and called a taxi with her mobile phone. After packing up, she went out.

Supermarket.

Standing in the shampoo section, Shen Yu didn't look at the products, but only at the price, anyway, she pointed to the cheapest one.

So are sanitary napkins.

Oh, and soap, Diaopai and Tide are all skipped, and the fingertips stop on a price tag - 6 pieces of old Shanghai laundry soap, ￥5.

OK, it's you.

Walking around and walking to the underwear section, Shen Yu glanced over, found the cheapest one, and was about to throw it into the shopping cart, when a voice suddenly came in——

"Miss, what you are holding is the child Nene."

Shen Wei paused, stopped her hands, and took a closer look. It was really a baby's, and the materials were not good, no wonder it was so cheap.

but--

She looked at the man who reminded her just now, no, it should be called "boy".

She has a baby face, a mushroom head, and is not very tall. She looks about fifteen or sixteen years old. She looks a little silly, but her eyes are a little cold.

"Hi, Mrs. Xiaozheng, how do you know I took the wrong one? What if I just bought this?"

Staring at her with a baby face, he said in a deep voice, "Don't call me Mrs. Xiaozheng." Then he looked her up and down and frowned, "You have children at such a young age?"

Shen Yu shook her head: "No. But—" the subject changed, "You can buy it for my boyfriend."

"What?" The baby's face was a little confused.

Shen Hou approached, and a fresh fragrance penetrated into the tip of the young man's nose, which surprisingly made him not hate it.

"Little kid, do you know what wild fun is? This is it."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the shopping cart and slipped away.

The baby face stood in place, a layer of blush spread over the fair neck, and then climbed up the cheeks.

He looked up again, but the woman was nowhere to be seen.

Come on——

He took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number, "Master Liu, baby... I was molested by a woman, woo woo woo..."

Shen Yu was in a good mood, and pushed the shopping cart to the cashier to check out.

It only cost her 50 yuan for two big bags, which is very good and perfect.

Back to Shen's mansion at the time of lunch, Yang Lan is not there, Shen Chunjiang and his son are not there, there is only one Shen Yan in the huge living room.

"stop--"

Shen Yu turned a deaf ear and continued to walk upstairs.

"Little bitch, didn't you hear what I said?!" Shen Yan was furious, and walked over to tug her.

Shen Wei pretended to be staggering, and let go of her hands, and the two shopping bags successfully attracted the other party's attention.

Shen Yan kicked it, and the contents scattered all over the floor.

　If you can't let the hero show his face, then show his name!

　　Also, the update time will be changed to [[-] o'clock] in the morning! [Ten o'clock]! [Ten o'clock]!
　　
　
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