Hai Tong Zhan Yin works

Chapter 1734:

    

ty cars."where are you going back, young master"the driver asked while driving.Zhan Yin looked up at his watch. It was 09:30 in the evening. It was very early for him. He thought for a moment and said...Chapter 1734

"Uncle Ming, who sent these flowers Did your young master have it sent back "

when she saw the bouquet of flowers, Haitong thought Zhan Yin sent someone to give them to her.

"what did Zhan Yin send me I can't wear more clothes."

Haitong also thought that the bags containing clothes were also given to her by Zhan Yin.

she is responsible for buying or tailor-made his clothes, while he is responsible for hers. He likes that he buys all her wardrobe.

Uncle Ming was about to stop.

he first handed the bouquet to Haitong. Haitong took it and saw a small card inside. She picked it up and read it. It said, "Zhan Yin, this bouquet of flowers is for you. May you be happy and love you every day!"

is not signed.

A bouquet for Zhan Yin

Hai Tong was in a daze after reading it. This is a bouquet of roses. Someone sent a bouquet of roses to Zhan Yin. The card also says Love Zhan Yin. You don't have to ask to know it's from a woman.

who sent flowers to her man

Uncle Ming handed the bags in front of Haitong and said, "Grandma, and these sets of clothes and ties, there are cards in the bags, and they all say that."

before the young lady came in, the young master also received these. They were all from Miss Shang Xiaofei.

Shang Xiaofei's gifts are all aboveboard, unlike this person, who dared not sign his name, or hired a courier to deliver them.

the courier only said that it was a man who paid a lot of money to send it to him. The man said he sent it for the guest, and who the guest was. The man didn't say, let alone the courier.

is too mysterious for Uncle Ming to guess.

Hai Tong twisted to the sofa with the bouquet in her arms, put the bouquet on the coffee table, and then signaled Uncle Ming to give her some bags. she took out the clothes and ties inside the bag and saw that they were all famous brands and the suit was black.

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Zhan Yin is used to wearing black or dark blue suits.

that man did find out Zhan Yin's preference and did not send a suit of other colors.

"did you tell your young master"

Haitong asked Uncle Ming.

Uncle Ming is a housekeeper and has won the trust of Zhan Yin. If there is anything, Uncle Ming will inform Zhan Yin as soon as possible.

Uncle Ming shook his head and said, "these things were delivered not long ago. When I hesitated to tell the young master, the young lady came back."

Uncle Ming wants to let the young lady handle it.

the young master has said that the eldest and young lady has the final say in the affairs of the family.

he doesn't look angry when he looks at Haitong.

I think that the handsome face of the young master can fascinate many people, and there are still suitors after marriage.

Hai Tong put her clothes and tie on the coffee table, then picked up Yang Yang, let Yang Yang sit on the sofa and said softly, "Yang Yang, aunt, go and take your temperature with a thermometer."

then said to Uncle Ming, "Uncle Ming, pour him a glass of warm water and give him some water. I'll take his temperature to see if his fever has gone down completely."

"all right."

Uncle Ming turned to help Yangyang pour a glass of warm water.

Hai Tong brought a thermometer. After Yangyang drank half a cup of lukewarm water, she picked up Yangyang and took Yangyang's temperature.

Uncle Ming didn't go away. He waited for Hai Tong to deal with the bouquet of flowers and clothes.

A few minutes later, Haitong took out the thermometer, looked at it, breathed a sigh of relief and said to Uncle Ming, "36 degrees nine, the fever has gone down completely."

Yangyang just broke out in a sweat, and she guessed that she had retired.out his wallet, took out a hundred yuan from his wallet, and then went over to hand it to her."what are you doing""I wasted the pig chores you bought. I'll pay you some money. Stop muttering, it's lik...