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Mu Xin heard his excited voice and smiled softly: "There are still four days left, and the travel expenses are still a little short. We'll talk about it after we get it together."
"Wife." Xiang Xiuhan said in a soft voice, "I want to go back to the country. I want to go back to the country now. I have money to go back to the country. Otherwise, I will be restless, unable to eat, unable to sleep. I am already lovesick. In seven days, I think I can do it without flying"
Mu Xin frowned when she heard this, her voice was a little cold, "If you keep talking nonsense, we will extend it for seven days."
Xiang Xiuhan lay back on the bed feeling aggrieved, "Oh."
"My wife is angry, he'd better behave."
"You eat three meals on time, go to bed on time, and don't work too hard. My heart and my people are all yours."
Mu Xin heard Xiang Xiuhan's depressed and aggrieved hum, and smiled a little, "Obeyable, the signal is not good now, I'm going to hang up."
Xiang Xiuhan hugged the pillow she had been lying on tightly and muttered: "Yeah."
Hearing his grievance, Mu Xin's voice softened a little, "I love you, okay."
Xiang Xiuhan: "Yeah."
Mu Xin hung up the phone and walked to the first floor, where the flower delivery person was waiting for her.
She looked up at the truck of black roses and felt that it was a very rich act, just throwing money at her.
"Can I not sign for it?"
???She prefers to take cash for this kind of money-throwing behavior.
The flower delivery person smiled and nodded, "Yes, but we will unload the flowers and throw them into the trash can."
"Okay." Mu Xin reached out and took the pen, signed her name, and then returned it to him, "Same as usual."
The flower delivery person smiled and said yes, then handed the card to Mu Xin alone.
Mu Xin looked down at the card, "You are very interesting, I like Xiang very much."
"Will he return it tomorrow?"
¡°Sending flowers alone must have cost hundreds of thousands. This rich behavior is really enough.
Flower delivery person: "Yes."
Mu Xin twitched her lips, one truck today, wouldn¡¯t it be two trucks tomorrow?
"If he still orders flowers tomorrow, please tell me, I don't like flowers, I like money. If you want to be vulgar, then be vulgar to the end. So if it's not money, if it doesn't cost three to five million, don't send it."
Flower delivery person: ""
The envious crowd gathered around, ""
Should I say this is different from the coquettish bitches outside?
Or should we say that worshiping money is really refreshing and refined?
Mu Xin¡¯s words spread. Some people admired her bravery for daring to say such a thing, while others took the opportunity to blackmail her and worship her for money.
Some people say that this is her hype and she wants to become famous.
No one believes that any idiot would give money to Mu Xin like this. It is definitely her hype.
When Li Ai and Xiang Xiuyan heard such a shameful operation, they couldn't help but come to Mu Xin's dormitory to stay.
Xiang Xiuyan carried the top-grade instant noodles in one hand and the dog in the other, and walked straight in.
Mu Xin was so speechless that she thought she was Master Kang? Specializes in making instant noodles?
Xiang Xiuyan watched the dog rush to Mu Xin's feet as soon as he entered the door, begging for a pet, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Sister-in-law, are the flowers sent by my brother?"
"If your brother didn't send such tacky flowers, he wouldn't behave like a rich man." Mu Xin felt a headache when she thought of the truck of flowers.
Xiang Xiuyan took a lollipop on the table, peeled off the package, and held it in his mouth, "That's not necessarily true. My brother is a rich straight man, and the villa is full of stars. Isn't it because he brought it with him in a truck? Home? I just gave you a black rose not long ago?"
Li Ai: "So it's not that the flowers she sent were clich¨¦ and too tacky, but that the person who sent them was not someone she liked." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com