Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

"You mean Dong Fu? He used to come here often. When the first batch of saplings were delivered, he watched us plant them with his own eyes."

Song Weiyu chuckled softly. He didn't care about the company's affairs and engaged in all these crooked ways.

"I came here often before? What about the past few years?"

The man shook his head: "I haven't seen Fu Dong in recent years. I only come here every year during the flower blooming season to cut a few that he is most satisfied with and take them away."

Song Weiyu was stunned.

It turns out that the wintersweet branches on her bedside in winter were not placed by Butler Zhang.

It turned out that for so many years, she had never set foot in this wintersweet garden built for her, but she had already seen the flowers blooming for her, and they continued every year.

My heart now is like a flower in bud outside the car window.

The bulge is swollen, and when exposed to sunlight, it will bloom in the next second.

Song Weiyu gathered his clothes and said, "Stop the car. Ah Yuan, please take the master back. I want to go for a walk alone."

Not surprisingly, the villa will be at the end of this road, where the flowers should bloom the most.

She wanted to walk over step by step and see the scenery she had missed.

After getting out of the car, it was a little difficult to walk on the gravel road wearing high heels. She took every step slowly and firmly.

The trees on both sides are much taller than her. The gardener just now said that they were only half a person tall when they were first planted, but they have grown very fast these years.

It's a pity that she didn't see with her own eyes how they turned from small saplings into big trees full of flowers.

Looking up, I saw the round flower buds on the branches, one next to another, nestled under the thin snow.

"Will you blame me for coming so late?"

She talked to herself, and no one could answer her.

She took two steps and said, "I'm sorry, this is my first time here and it's also my last time."

She could hear the sound of falling snow quietly in her ears, and she brushed her fingers over every tree on the roadside, trying to feel the loneliness they had grown alone for more than ten years.

It was very cold, but before she knew it, she reached the end and looked up and saw the villa.

The villa is not big, and its style is a modified neo-Chinese style, simple yet elegant.

The nanny had already received the news and was waiting at the door with her head stretched out. When she saw her figure, she hurried over.

"Madam, why are you here so late? It's not easy to walk on the gravel road. Is your foot crooked?"

The nanny had a slight accent, and Song Weiyu smiled and shook his head.

"It's easy to go."

She looked back at the long road she had just walked. It was so bright, how could it be difficult to walk?

Entering the villa, she found that everything here was new.

"When was the villa built? Everything is very new."

The nanny brought her hot water: "I heard from Master Lin that it was built in the third year after the tree was planted. Because that year our garden began to bloom in large quantities. After the boss came to see it, he said that his wife would definitely like it, and he would immediately It’s approved to build a house.”

Still brand new after more than ten years.

Yes, she has never stayed here before, so of course it is new.

"Madam, don't you like it here? Why don't you come here?" The nanny is from the Northeast and knows her way around. She runs around diligently asking questions.

"I like it, but...I didn't take it seriously, so I missed it."

The nanny also patted her shoulder to comfort her, "That's okay. If you missed it before, you missed it. Let's just start taking care of it now. From now on, you can come and see the flowers every year. It doesn't mean they bloom in vain."

The nanny just talks about flowers.

Song Weiyu heard the sound of his heart breaking.

Tens of thousands of emotions accumulated along the way collided together in an instant. My throat hurt, and my eye circles were slightly red. "Do you have any wine?"

The nanny seemed to have hit the mark and slapped her thigh: "It's true. The boss said that Madam, you are a heavy drinker, so he keeps it ready! I don't know if it has expired or not. Those red wines have been stored for more than ten years."

"It won't expire. Go get it for me and bring me two wine glasses."

While the nanny was getting the wine, Song Weiyu went up to the viewing balcony on the third floor. Some snow had drifted in from the outside. She walked to the edge and overlooked the entire garden.

The long road she walked was like a winding star river, flowing from the doorway into her heart.

She would not have made this farewell call to Fu Haitang without drinking some wine.

The nanny spread a thick blanket on the outdoor sofa on the balcony, opened the red wine and poured it into the decanter.

"Sit down, let's have a drink together." Song Weiyu wrapped himself in a blanket, with only his head exposed, staring blankly at the snowflakes above the entire plum forest.

The nanny finally saw that she was worried and sat down.

After two glasses of red wine, Song Weiyu felt that his body was starting to heat up and his thoughts were wandering.

She muttered: "Even the wine he prepared is my favorite."

The nanny drank two glasses of wine with her and frowned: "Madam, what you said is wrong. Is there anything in this whole garden that you don't like the most? Even... that paper towel is based on the photo that Fu Dong sent me. , I bought it for comparison.”

After Song Weiyu heard this, he covered his eyes and cried wildly.

The nanny is from the Northeast, but her drinking capacity is worse than Song Weiyu's, and she has begun to feel dizzy.

But she finally realized that the boss and his wife were quarreling!

"Director Fu loves you so much and treats you so well. Why are you crying?"

"Because, I lost him..." Song Weiyu squeezed the wine glass and swallowed it with eyes closed.

"Lost? Then call him and ask where he is." The nanny grabbed Song Weiyu's cell phone on the table and threw it into her arms.