After the groom escaped from the marriage, I was doted on by billionaires every day

"Doorway?"

"what's up?"

Lin Dongyu and Yao Qi asked questions at the same time.

Su Yuanyuan's expression was very strange, a little anxious, but with a little smile, she said: "Mr. Lin, just go and take a look and you will know."

At the entrance of Suhe, a brand new LOGO wall was remade, giving it a completely new look. The automatic telescopic pole is painted in the same mint green color as the Suhe brand, which is refreshing and natural.

Now, in front of the mint green door telescopic rod, there is a huge heart-shaped flower sign composed of red roses, which is very eye-catching.

There were already many people watching the fun standing beside the flower cards. Some people took out their mobile phones to take pictures and videos, guessing the owner of the flower cards.

"Tsk, tsk, it's so huge, I wonder how much it will cost?"

"I worked in a flower shop, and all the imported royal rouge used here is so expensive! Smell it, is the fragrance of the flowers different from ordinary roses?"

"So many, one flower card costs tens of thousands, right? What second-generation rich man pursues a factory girl with such a big deal."

"I'm so envious. I also want to receive such beautiful flowers."

"It's not Valentine's Day, doing this is a complete waste!"

Next to the giant flower card, stood a man in a gray suit, holding a wrapped gift box in his hand.

There was a small truck not far away, and there were several workers standing next to it. It was probably them who transported the flower cards.

When the man saw Lin Dongyu coming out, he bowed slightly and said, "Excuse me, is this Miss Lin?"

Yao Qi nudged Su Yuanyuan who was following her with her elbow, and whispered: "It must be a gift from Mr. Lin's husband. It's such a generous gift."

Su Yuanyuan nodded repeatedly and agreed: "Yes, it must be! He hasn't come to pick up Mr. Lin from get off work these days, so he is holding back such a big move!"

Lin Dongyu thought so too.

Mo Chen doesn't look like a romantic person, but he is actually thoughtful, which is not impossible.

"It's me." She nodded and smiled.

The man made a gesture, presented the gift box in his hand, and said, "These are gifts from Mr. Song. Please sign for them."

Lin Dongyu's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and he asked doubtfully: "Who? Could it be a mistake?"

She didn't think any man named Song would send her flowers in such a big way.

"Ms. Lin, we can't make a mistake, you see..."

The man presented a beautifully made card with both hands, but Lin Dongyu did not accept it. His eyes fell on the signature of Long Feifengwu at the end, which was the words "Song Junli".

Song Junli?

Lin Dongyu looked up at the man holding the card, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I have to go through all the trouble to send it back."

She has always regarded Song Junli as a valuable and excellent partner, and he has also behaved very gracefully, never making her doubt his intentions.

But sending roses?

In any case, it was beyond the scope of a partner and she couldn't accept it.

The man was stunned.

In their line of work, they encounter many things, and it is common for gifts to be rejected.

However, it is rare for such a generous gift to be rejected.

He took back the card, opened the gift box in his hand, and said, "Ms. Lin, you might as well take a look before making a decision."

On the dark blue velvet cloth in the gift box, there is a rose brooch set with rubies. It is extremely exquisite and reflects the beautiful color in the sunlight.

Next to the rose brooch, there is an identification card, which is an identity certificate issued by the country of gems.

He didn't believe that any girl could resist the temptation of gems.

Lin Dongyu only glanced at it, then gently pushed the gift box back into the man's arms and said, "Please tell Mr. Song that I can't accept it."

Su Yuanyuan lay on Yao Qi's shoulder, stretched her neck to look at the rose brooch, and said regretfully: "Such a beautiful thing, if only Mr. Mo had given it to me, Mr. Lin could wear it."

"Isn't it? What a pity."

Yao Qi thought for a while, then whispered to Su Yuanyuan: "When Mr. Mo comes next time, he must give a good hint. For an outstanding woman like our Mr. Lin, he must have a sense of crisis."

Seeing Lin Dongyu's refusal, the onlookers sighed repeatedly, saying whatever they wanted.

Some were envious of her, some said that the gifts that came to her were not for nothing, some were quietly talking about her pretentiousness, and more people were waiting for the follow-up of this matter and wanted to know how it would develop.

Seeing that she refused to accept the order, the man looked embarrassed and said, "Ms. Lin, please understand, I am also here for work. If I take the order but fail to deliver it, my performance will be deducted."

Lin Dongyu smiled softly and said, "That's your job, I don't need to be responsible."

This kind of rhetoric is no different from moral kidnapping, and she will not do anything against her will.

There was a bit of a stalemate in the scene. Lin Dongyu's cell phone rang, and the caller ID showed the words "Song Junli".