Chapter 10 Don’t you think about it

Author: Undersea lava

Chapter 10 Don’t you think about it

Su Ji and Xiahou Yue went out with camellia in their arms.

Su Ji didn't care that the camellia that regained her health overnight would reveal his identity.

As long as he doesn't speak, in fact, even if he confesses actively, he will have to try his best to prove it. Otherwise, even if someone else sees a pair of corners on his forehead, everyone will not believe that it is true, and they will only worry about his strange interest. This is also what he has always cared about.

Xiahou Yue was uneasy and excited.

The uneasiness was that she didn't believe that the pot of camellia in Su Ji's hand was the one that she took last night. Who knew what terrible things would happen if she handed over this pot of camellia. The excitement was that she was with Brother Su Ji and faced it together no matter what happened, that was enough.

At the same time, the flower shop located in the northwest corner of Tangyue Community.

Naturally, Xiahou's mother would not get up stuck like Xiahou Yue. She often didn't even leave breakfast for bed, so she secretly ate breakfast in class. She had already arrived at the flower shop and moved the potted plants she had moved to the flower shop at night to the outside.

That is just the first step you have to go through when opening a store. There are countless work waiting next, such as preparing a flower bucket in advance, collecting water, preparing disinfectant, placing it in the store, etc.

Xiahou's mother, who had just wiped the table clean, took a rest and looked at the flower shop, shouting: "Let's sit inside, wait for my daughter to help you get the camellia. Don't worry."

The man's name is Yang Wenxin. He was wandering anxiously outside the store. At this time, he heard Xiahou's mother greeting and replied: "Thank you, no need, I'll just wait outside."

He was the customer who fostered camellia in the flower shop, and was now upset.

The reason is not complicated. Yesterday he brought the pot of camellia that he brought over was not his, but he took it out of the old man's garden.

He was also kind-hearted. He saw one of the old man's favorite potted plants that was going to die soon, so he helped him take them out to see a professional. He would cure the disease and strengthen his health without illness. Who knew that the grandfather knew the next morning that not only did not receive the praise he deserved, but he asked him to take it back immediately. The wording was extremely harsh.

At worst, a commission wasted. He had planned this way, but who would have thought that when he ran to the flower shop early in the morning, he asked, the pot of camellia was not properly kept and accidentally taken away. From the conversation between the owner of the flower shop and her daughter, the camellia was taken away and I don’t know what to do.

If there was any problem with that pot of camellia, the old man would never give him a good look.

Haven't come yet?

It should be coming soon.

In just two minutes, Yang Wenxin had raised his hand and looked at the watch several times. Judging from his expression, he was just anxious, not to show off his expensive brand watch he just bought recently.

Yang Wenxin subconsciously touched his pocket. His pocket was shrunken. Then he touched the other side and took out a car key.

Yang Wenxin pressed the car key with the car, and the lights of the car parked on the side of the road flashed. Then he got into the car, took a cigarette and a lighter and got out of the car. Before he could light the cigarette, he saw two people rushing over from afar.

The young man was wearing a coat and a hat, dressed up strangely, holding a pot of camellia in his arms, and the girl behind him was quite beautiful, youthful and beautiful.

I guess those two people are Xiao Su and her daughter mentioned by the flower shop owner. Thinking of this, Yang Wenxin slowly put away the cigarette and lighter.

Su Ji held the camellia and saw the man standing at the door of the flower shop, who was originally going to smoke, who was about thirty years old. After seeing him, he immediately put down his cigarette and greeted him. He immediately guessed that the other party was the owner of the camellia.

Su Ji strode up and said, "Sorry, I don't know that this is the camellia you sent in the flower shop."

"It's okay." Yang Wenxin waved his hand, he just wanted to go back to camellia.

"This... we brought it here for you." Su Ji handed the camellia out.

Yang Wenxin habitually took over camellia and looked down. The camellia was lush with branches and leaves, and the leaves were green and green.

He took the camellias, and he remembered it very clearly. The pot of camellias was shriveled and thin, and the leaves were dry and yellow. He said, "Did you get it wrong?"

"Nothing wrong," said Su Ji, "I won't get this pot of camellia in my place."

"But..." Yang Wenxin hesitated.

Su Ji smiled and said, "So why did you bring this pot of camellia here..."

Su Ji did not wait for the man to answer and said to himself: "The camellia is not properly cared for. If it is sick, it seems that it will die, so he took it to a flower shop for treatment. Now we will help you cure the camellia disease. The dead leaves will be green, and the yellow leaves will turn green... Look how healthy it is now."

Yang Wenxin doesn’t know potted plants, but he still has the most basic common sense of life for so many years. The problem is that the other party is so loud, so righteous and calm, so naturally, and he can’t help but feel guilty. Is it rare to see it?

"But I took it for only one night..."

"You will take at least ten days and half a month to give it to others, but we are professional. By the way, you brought it to us for professionalism." Su Ji said, "You are worried about getting rid of a medicine and you have to take blood tests, chest X-rays, and hospitalization. It takes countless money to be relieved if you spend ten days and half a month."

Yang Wenxin wanted to speak but stopped.

Not long after, Xiahou Yue watched the man holding camellia and put it in the co-pilot, turned around and entered the main driver, drove away, turned from the fork road into the south of the Huancheng Road and finally disappeared at the intersection, and said, "The car is Audi, a good car, why does this person feel that he is not very smart."

Xiahou Yue found Su Ji frowned and said, "So fooling others, now you know you're scared?"

"No," Su Ji said, "I want to let someone go like that. We haven't charged yet."

"Ah..." Xia Hou Yue was a little confused. This is just that she is still behaved when she gets a cheaper one.

"What are you doing outside... have you given camellia to others?" Xiahou's mother walked out.

She didn't know that there were so many stories in a pot of camellia.

"Give it." Xiahou Yue replied.

"Where is that person?"

"Just just drove away."

"Oh." Xiahou's mother responded, and suddenly remembered something, "Then why are you standing here? You haven't gone to class yet. Don't you have to go to class today... And Xiao Su, you can go to work too."

"Go now." Seeing that his mother returned to the flower shop, Xiahou Yue was still worried and asked worriedly, "It's really impossible."

Yangwenxin drove here in five minutes and got home, a villa located next to Tangjiang.

He parked the car in the garage, and when he entered the door, he saw the old man with white hair but energetic hair holding a watering kettle to water the flowers and plants in the garden.

The old man worked as a professor at school. He used to be called Professor Yang. Later, he was older and a new Professor Yang came to the school and was called Professor Lao Yang.

Professor Lao Yang saw Yang Wenxin who was walking into the garden carefully and said angrily: "Are you back?"

"Um."

“Has the camellia been brought back?”

"It's taken back." Yang Wenxin quickly raised the camellia in his arms.

Professor Lao Yang just glanced at Yang Wenxin's arms, and his expression immediately became gloomy and asked, "Is this the camellia you brought back?"

"Yes." Yang Wenxin had already suspected that the camellia he had fostered was replaced by the prince by the raccoon cat. "Isn't this pot?"

"Don't you think about it?" Professor Lao Yang said, "What did you look like when you took it away... What would it look like when you took it back now?"

"I've long felt something was wrong," said Yang Wenxin, "but they said they are professional."

"You..." Professor Lao Yang refused to curse.

"Bastard." Yang Wenxin threw the camellia on the stone table in the garden and turned around and left. He was thinking about how to teach the flower shop an unforgettable lesson.

Professor Lao Yang is a flower lover. His beloved precious camellia was heartbroken and it was heartbroken. It did not prevent him from appreciating the vibrant camellia in front of him. At this time, he found that the camellia flower pot was the original flower pot... Why did the trunk of this camellia look so similar to his own camellia pot?

Professor Lao Yang quickly picked up the camellia.

His camellia has dead leaves and yellow leaves, and the leaves are shriveled, as if they are drooping and old and have no energy. This pot of camellia has green leaves and full trunks, like a young man full of vitality. In addition, the two camellias have the same variety, and even the size and shape of the trunks are exactly the same, and the number of branches is no different.

So, is there a possibility that two camellias are the same?

Professor Lao Yang fell into thinking.

He has never seen such a strange situation in decades, but the reality is right in front of him, and he can't help but believe it. Is this really the difference between professional and non-professional? Can anyone really restore the health of the dead and yellow camellia overnight?

Professor Lao Yang was doubting his life, and suddenly found that Yang Wenxin was walking outside.

"Where are you going?" he shouted.

"I asked a few people to smash the flower shop." Yang Wenxin said, "Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

"Who asked you to smash someone's store? What are you doing? Are you rebelling?"

"Don't you go?" Yang Wenxin asked.

"Of course I won't go."

"Did he just ignore us after changing our money?"

"Who has changed your spending? Isn't it here?"

"Are you saying this is that pot of camellia?"

"Can there be any fake?"

"Didn't you say you didn't look like this?"

"The masters have helped you raise them, so it's natural that they are different. Don't you think about it?"

I am indeed a little unemployed and not studying well, but is it necessary to be like this?

Yang Wenxin was very sure that the old man didn't like him.

"Is that guy really that powerful?" Yang Wenxin muttered. He had long known from the phone call between the flower shop owner and his daughter that camellia was taken away by the young man last night and had been in the hands of the young man. Now that camellia has changed so much, it is naturally the work of the young man.

"Master." Professor Lao Yang said, "It's a master."
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