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Chapter 457

Both the driver's seat and the passenger seat were occupied, so the four people had to sit separately.

Yu Jinwen first invited Su Rui and Bai Luyu to get into the car at the back, and then invited Nan Song to get into the car in front.

Bai Luyu was afraid that Nan Song would be embarrassed, and even more afraid that Yu Jinwen had bad intentions. He originally wanted to change things with Nan Song, but Nan Song said no, "I happen to have some business matters that I want to talk to Mr. Yu about."

Instead of being coy and awkward and causing embarrassment to both parties, it's better to be open and honest. They are a divorced couple, and they are not a man stealing a woman.

After getting in the car, Nan Song was the first to speak, "The children at home are ignorant and are bothering Mr. Yu."

Yu Jinwen turned his head and glanced at her, "Xiao Song, don't be so polite to me."

Nan Song just said this politely and started talking about the racecourse. Yu Jinwen didn't go to the racecourse last time. She and Fu Yu decided on the matter. The opening plan is tentatively scheduled for Valentine's Day, Chinese Valentine's Day, to bring good luck.

Yu Jinwen nodded lightly, "Qixi, that's fine. I have no objection."

"Then it's settled."

After that, there was nothing left to say.

When it comes to Chinese Valentine's Day, Yu Jinwen is a little confused.

He is not sensitive to festivals and the like, and only remembers one Mid-Autumn Festival and one Spring Festival every year, because the two elders of the Yu family attach great importance to these two days. No matter how busy they are, they always want to go home and reunite the family.

In his impression, he and Nan Song had been married for three years and had never spent Chinese Valentine's Day together, but he vaguely remembered that every year on Chinese Valentine's Day, there would always be an extra bouquet of yellow roses at home.

It's not a red rose, but a yellow rose. It's placed in a vase, and every petal, every branch and leaf is blooming just right.

Dewdrops condensed on it, each one so crystal clear.

Even he, who doesn't know much about flowers and doesn't really like them, finds them beautiful.

He thought Nan Song had trimmed it himself.

But one time, he asked the housekeeper if the flowers were bought by his wife. The housekeeper told him, "It seems to be airlifted from abroad. This type of rose is the best rose. It is not available in China. It has to be shipped all the way. At most, it is just a flower."

It can be driven for three days.”

At that time, he actually had a seed of doubt in his heart. After all, how could his wife, a little girl from a rural area, receive yellow roses sent from abroad?

"This Chinese Valentine's Day..."

In the quiet carriage, Yu Jinwen's deep voice suddenly sounded, "How are you going to live?"

Nan Song was slightly startled, and it took her a moment to realize that he was asking her.

He raised his head and met a pair of deep eyes.

Just now, she was also thinking about how she spent the Chinese Valentine's Day in the past.

Her mother, Ms. Luo Yin, is a person who pays great attention to rituals. Every Chinese Valentine's Day, her father will order a bouquet of yellow roses for her mother from abroad. There are no varieties available in China, so she can only ask her eldest father and eldest brother to help get them from country Y.

Return by air.

At that time, she felt that her mother had so many things to do, and that she was more difficult to take care of than Concubine Yang who loved to eat lychees.

But after she got married, she realized that her mother had really made a fortune and was able to marry a good man who would rather seek help from his love rival than make his wife smile.

Fortunately, my eldest brother has continued this tradition and will send a bouquet of yellow roses every Chinese Valentine's Day to commemorate my mother and comfort her.

Nan Song looked coldly, "I didn't plan on it."

Yu Jinwen looked at her deeply, his throat was slightly choked, and he seemed to have summoned up great courage to speak slowly.
Chapter completed!
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