A hesitant voice seemed to be uncertain.

"Um?"

Xu Qing turned around and couldn't help but be stunned. He immediately smiled, "I almost didn't recognize it."

"I dare not recognize it." Zhu Tingting looked at the wheelchair under Xu Qing with complicated eyes, but she didn't expect that he looked like this now.

"This is Jiang He, this is Zhu Tingting, an old classmate." When he met his old classmate, Xu Qing introduced to Jiang He who was drinking milk tea with a straw in his mouth.

"Hello."

Jiang He smiled and said hello, then tilted his head, as if he was thinking about something, his eyes drifted over Xu Qing.

"Hello."

"This is my wife." Xu Qing pointed at Jiang He and smiled.

Zhu Tingting was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jiang He carefully.

"Return to Jiangcheng?"

"No, come to Jiangcheng on a business trip."

"Oh, it's great, I can come back and have a look."

The two of them said a few casual words. After Jiang He finished drinking the kumquat and lemon, the straw in the empty cup squeaked, and then threw away the empty cup and came over to get another cup hanging on Xu Qing's wheelchair. Then hesitated whether to give it to this woman, be polite.

"The flower shop you opened?"

"Well, I don't like to go to work, I can only do business to maintain my life." Xu Qing sat in a wheelchair and held the winter melon, turned around and helped Jiang He poke the straw open, "If you need it... I'll give you a 20% discount."

When Jiang He saw the visiting guest, he stuffed the cup in his hand to Xu Qing for him to hold it, and turned around to sell flowers.

"You're all married."

"The child is almost going to elementary school, and the brother and brother fight every day."

“…”

"You're not married yet, are you?"

"What are you saying? What is this?" Zhu Tingting rolled her eyelids, raised her palms, and exposed the ring on her fingers.

"Congratulations."

Xu Qing looked back and saw that Jiang He, a wealthy miser, never reluctant to wear her gold ring. He had known that he would have made her a stainless steel one to work with.

"What do you want?" Jiang He returned to the store and asked while looking at the two people outside. Seeing Xu Qing looking back, she looked away as if nothing had happened.

"lily."

“Twenty-eight.”

He picked up a bunch of lilies and handed it out. Jiang He looked out the shop again. Xu Qing was lowering his head and touching the winter melon. He didn't like to talk. Instead, the woman was shaking her bag in her hand, and she had no intention of leaving.

After paying the money to send it away, she came out to get her kumquat and lemon back from Xu Qing's arms.

"Your legs..." Zhu Tingting finally couldn't help asking. The cheerful big boy who was only in his thirties was already in his wheelchair and was basking in the sun at the door of the flower shop. He looked very lonely.

"I beat him." Jiang He let go of the straw and said.

“…”

“…”

"Well, I have to go and pick up the child from school." Xu Qing handed the winter melon out, and then took his little finger to hook Jiang He's back of his hand and squeezed his eyes at her.

Reversing and steering in a wheelchair, this set is extremely skillful and designed by Wang Zijun, and it is simple and smooth.

Gululu...
Chapter completed!