It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

She walked up to Xinyu, said a few words to Xinyu, and went on to do her own business.

After Simi finished speaking, Xinyu also raised his head and set his eyes on Fu Chengxun.

Her expression was puzzled, puzzled, and curious.

Fu Chengxun took a step forward and walked towards her.

Xinyu stood up, first nodded politely to him, and then said: "Hello, Mr. Fu."

Mr. Fu's three words made Fu Chengxun's body stiff.

In the past, when she called him Mr. Fu, she was either sarcastic or deliberately sarcastic.

But now, she said these three words very simply, it seemed that such words were the correct attitude towards him.

"Ah."

He responded, his voice softened, with a hint of magnetism.

Xinyu looked at him, this special guest in Simi's mouth.

"You are the customer who comes to our store every day to buy hibiscus flowers."

"it's me."

"Do you want it now?" She didn't continue to ask, but said this.

Fu Chengxun didn't answer, she went on to say: "I still have some lavender flowers here, and I want to finish them. If your time is not very tight, can I finish these things and introduce them to you?"

In such a situation, Fu Chengxun was naturally extremely satisfied.

The main purpose of his coming was to meet her and talk to her, nothing else was important.

"Then sit and wait for me for a while."

she laughed.

Fu Chengxun sat down opposite her.

Due to the special situation of Xinyu, she rarely comes into contact with strangers, and sitting face to face with strangers is rare.

Now that Fu Chengxun was sitting opposite her, she was inexplicably nervous.

Fu Chengxun probably saw her nervousness, he lowered his voice, trying to make himself appear calmer.

"I am easy to get along with, you don't need to be nervous."

Xinyu glanced at him cautiously, and slowly calmed down his mind.

She started to deal with those lavender flowers, talking to Fu Chengxun from time to time.

"Is your name Fu Chengxun?"

Fu Chengxun nodded, his eyes fell on her, and he was reluctant to leave for a moment.

"Ah."

"Simi told me that you come to buy a bouquet of hibiscus flowers every day."

Fu Chengxun replied softly: "Yes, every day."

"Thank you for coming to take care of our business every day."

Fu Chengxun's expression froze slightly.

Xinyu noticed that he didn't speak, raised his head, and asked politely in doubt: "Did I say something wrong?"

Fu Chengxun shook his head, his brows were soft: "No, you didn't say anything wrong."

She said nothing wrong, but he was a little surprised.

He thought that after asking that sentence, she would continue to ask, but he never expected that her next sentence would be to thank you.

She oh, and continued to look away and deal with the bouquet in her hand.

Because of the one-handed operation, her movements are very slow.

Fu Chengxun suddenly worried that she would hurt his hand: "I'll help you."

He stretched out his big hand and directly took the flower in her hand into his own.

Xinyu was stunned, half a second later, she belatedly asked: "You will?"

Fu Chengxun looked up at her: "Well, I will."

She dragged her voice, "You will."

Her expression was a little unusual, and Fu Chengxun suddenly wanted to laugh: "What's the matter, are you surprised?"

"Well, a person like you doesn't seem like someone who can handle these things?"

"Then what do you think I am?"

Xinyu propped his chin with his left hand: "It should be that kind of superior."

superior?
He was surprised that she still had such a reserve of knowledge.

"Really? But I'm just an ordinary person."

One can specially add some knowledge about flowers for his wife, just to be able to have something to talk to her in the next relationship, just to make their relationship not particularly abrupt.

Xinyu replied with a smile: "Well, you seem to be a bit special."

special?
Fu Chengxun didn't continue talking, he was not special, he just wanted to see more of his wife and his lover.

The lavender bouquet made by Fu Chengxun was very beautiful, and Xinyu's eyes widened a little: "It's very beautiful."

Fu Chengxun handed the bouquet in front of her: "Like it?"

Xinyu nodded.

There was a smile in his deep eyes: "For you."

Xinyu took the flower, recalling Fu Chengxun's words, suddenly felt something wrong: "This is the flower in my shop."

She turned her head very quickly, and Fu Chengxun's smile gradually became apparent: "Then next time I come, I will bring you other gifts."

She shook her head: "how can I ask for your gift?"

"Why not?" he asked back.

Although Xinyu's reaction was a bit slow, she still knew the reason behind it.

"You are our guest, and the relationship between us is the relationship between the boss and the customer. I can't ask for your gift. I have no identity, and it doesn't make sense."

Fu Chengxun looked at her fixedly, and for a moment, he wanted to say, you are still my wife, how can there be such a superficial relationship between us.

But in the end, he just smiled and said: "Sometimes, many things don't need reason."

Fu Chengxun said seriously, Xinyu suddenly fell into his deep eyes for a second, but it was only a second before she returned to normal.

"Ok."

She said, standing up from the chair.

The light brown skirt floated up following her movement: "Okay, my lavender is done, do you want hibiscus flowers? I'll get them for you."

Fu Chengxun's eyes fell on her face, and he wanted to stay a little longer, but he couldn't seem to find any reason.

Took the bouquet and paid for it.

Fu Chengxun looked at Xinyu: "I'm leaving."

Xinyu smiled politely: "Well, see you tomorrow."

"it is good."

She had a regretful expression, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, I just suddenly feel a little pity."

"What a pity?"

"You have been buying flowers in our store for so long, but I have never remembered you."

She was very careful with her words, and what she said was a pity.

In fact, it might not be prudence, it's just that she is used to this way of expression, but in Fu Chengxun's view, her words brought him infinite sadness.

"I do not mind."

He pursed his thin lips and said, "It's enough for me to remember you."

She didn't seem to expect him to say that, and her expression was a little ignorant: "Is that so? But isn't the relationship two-way?"

When she said this, there was a trace of regret in her words: "I can't remember others, but others always remember me. To a certain extent, it seems quite sad."

Fu Chengxun's dark and deep eyes fell on her. She was feeling emotional, but she was not depressed.

Perhaps, such words are just her casual talk.

There isn't much else in it.