98: C98 If You Take My Flowers You will be My Man

C98 If You Take My Flowers You will be My Man

What kind of scene is it with flowers all over the place?

It was breathtaking.

Mu Chuchen looked at the sea of flowers in front of her and exclaimed, "Hubby, are these flowers all from our family?"

It would be embarrassing to say it out loud. To think that she was still the Eldest Young Madame of Jun Family. She didn't even know that there were hundreds of flowers growing in her family's back mountain.

She didn't care if there was no love. That was the past Mu Chuchen, so she never paid attention to what was in Ye Junhao's circle of living.

Jun Hao held his son with one hand. After being ignored by his parents a few times, the little guy turned into sticky candy and stuck to his father. He couldn't get rid of him no matter how hard he tried.

"It's from our family. Is it beautiful? Do you like it? I'll pick whichever flower you like. "

" Beautiful, very beautiful, too stunning, too shocking. I didn't even know that there were so many flowers planted in our family's rear mountain. It's really too beautiful. There's no need to pluck them. If you pluck them, they'll wither very quickly."

Chuchen said as she took out her phone, "I want to take a picture. It's too beautiful."

"You can take as many pictures as you like."

Bringing her for a walk at the back of the mountain could make her happy. Jun Hao was also happy, as if he had signed more than a dozen big deals.

Mu Chuchen approached and continuously took photos.

Some flowers were especially precious. She had never seen them in flower shops. They were planted in the back mountain of Jun Family, and they were raised very well.

There were also a few flower houses around.

Some flowers were too delicate and needed to be kept in the flower house.

Ye Mu was still young and liked beautiful flowers too.

Very quickly, this piece of sticky candy slipped off his father's body and followed his mother to admire the flowers, shuttling back and forth between the flowers.

The mother and son were having a lot of fun.

Shen Yuyi quietly arrived.

"Jun Hao."

Shen Yuyi handed a bottle of water to Jun Hao. "The weather is hot. Drink some water."

Ye Junhao's eyes were glued to his wife. He did not look at Shen Yuyi but also refused the bottle of water in front of him.

"Jun Hao."

Shen Yuyi withdrew her hand and apologized softly, "Jun Hao, I'm sorry. That year, I was the one who let you down."

Ye Junhao still did not look at her. His voice was also cold, "Miss Shen did not do anything to let me down. You do not need to apologize to me."

"Jun Hao, we are childhood sweethearts. Don't call me Miss Shen. Call me so unfamiliar."

"It has been more than ten years since we last met. Miss Shen and I are not even as good as strangers."

Shen Yuyi choked.

After a long while, she said faintly, "Jun Hao, it has been more than ten years. I have never forgotten you."

Ye Junhao lifted his foot and left. He did not want to hear her mention the past.

"Jun Hao, Jun Hao."0

Shen Yuyi kept shouting, but Ye Junhao did not stop. He did not even look back.

Shen Yuyi was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

Seeing the man walking over, Mu Chuchen bent down and broke a rose. When her man came close, she handed the flower to him. She said playfully, "Hubby, take my flower and you will be my man."

Ye Junhao took the flower without hesitation.

"My hubby is a flower among men. The most beautiful flower has attracted countless wasp butterflies. Even if I spray pesticides on the flowers, those wasp butterflies will still rush over like moths to the flame."

Mu Chuchen's words were full of jealousy.

Ye Junhao wanted to hug her but was hugged by the little light bulb on one side of his leg. Mu raised his handsome face and let go of one hand. That hand was holding a flower.

When his father lowered his head to look at him, he raised the flower up high and smiled innocently. "Dad, I'll give you flowers. You're my dad."

Mu Chuchen laughed and rubbed her son's head. "Little Vinegar Vat, you only know how to get jealous of your mother."

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