Yan Shu tried every means to contact Bian Lingxi, but he couldn't contact him anyway. He began to feel a little panicked.

What a smart person, Bian Lingxi, recognized the small account he had modified the information at a glance. Forget it, she didn't understand. Yan Shu originally wanted to change his mobile phone number and call him to apologize, but it still couldn't.

"Brother, why don't you give the flowers first?" Sun Le had finished watching a TV series, and turned around and saw that he was still there, feeling "mercy" and comforted Yan.

But if you don’t use my method, you don’t need to glare at me!

Sun Le really wants to call himself wronged.

Yan Shu is a typical person who is in front of the staff. He said that he should not be honest in his heart, and he was doing it happily.

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Bian Lingxi was swaying around the campus for a long time today with a 'red neck' on her face. Until the kiss marks of the elective class in the evening had not disappeared. She did not bring cosmetics on her body, so she could only drive home while she was resting. As a result, she met a novice driver on the way, which smashed her rear end to pieces. She called the police, and the police arrived quickly and the problem was solved very quickly, but no matter how fast she was, she couldn't catch up with her to go back to class, so she had to temporarily notify the class monitor to adjust the class.

Bian Lingxi took a taxi home. Along the way, she saw Yan Shu's small account with "little thoughts" to add friends to her friends. She remembered that her day's experience was not beautiful, so she did not pass his application, and of course she did not pull his account out of the blacklist.

But who can tell her why there was a deliveryman guarding her doorstep, holding a big handful of roses in her arms. Bian Lingxi's eyes probably had 99 flowers.

"Are you Miss Bian Lingxi?" The deliveryman looked at Bian Lingxi expectantly with the look of seeing the savior. She was also a little stupid for a moment, and responded: "I am Bian Lingxi."

"Then please sign for your flowers."

"But I haven't ordered flowers?"

"It should be given to you by your boyfriend." Seeing her step back, the deliveryman did not make any concessions and directly stuffed the flowers into her arms. "Miss Bian, there are 99 roses, your boyfriend is very romantic~"

Bian Lingxi was confused throughout the whole process. After signing the letter and giving the deliveryman the order, he directly retreated into his small home.

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"When you go out, you can't kneel on the keyboard and apologize in front of your wife, so you can send a bouquet of roses, which represents my sincere and unchanging original intention. I still love you. My wife, please forgive me~"

Bian Lingxi sneered twice and muttered, "Make me so angry, is it over with a bouquet of flowers?"

But she seems... still very happy, what should I do?

Bian Lingxi carefully read the greeting card inside and out several times. She guessed that when Mr. Yan ordered the flower, he would call the clerk and say what to write. The clerk would definitely laugh at her when he heard it!

What to do? She seemed to be a little reluctant.

The consequence of this unbearable thing is that Yan Shu can finally receive news about his wife normally. When Yan Shu realized it, he jumped onto the chair and wanted to sing a song. Sun Le was ready to support him at any time, but Yan Shu's cell phone rang again.

Well, Sun Le knew who it was without guessing. This time, without Yan Shu's advice, he picked up his tablet and went into his small room, hiding inside and watching the drama openly.

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Yan Shu chose to call the new generation singer first - Cheng Zhongzhong. The young man was quite shy when he greeted him yesterday. Yan Shu felt that there should be no problem waking him up, but the fact was not satisfactory. The young man had a strong aura of getting up and mixed with a nasal sound.

Yan Shu finally pulled the person out of the bed and patted the young man's fleshy cheeks. Finally, his big eyes finally recognized that the person was the master Yan, and he immediately bounced up from the bed and woke up completely.

"Teacher Yan, sorry, I'm a little angry."

Yan Shu waved his hand as if nothing had happened and smiled: "It's okay, my girlfriend is angry, and I'm used to it."

Bang~~~

It seems like something has fallen?!
Chapter completed!