The rising rhetorical question carries a different kind of profound meaning.

It's not about the flowers, it's about the person who sent them.

Fu Xixi didn't hear the hidden meaning of his words at all and nodded:

"Hmm, white lily is really beautiful. Don't you think its pure and cold temperament is more eye-catching than roses?"

Ah.

Even more eye-catching.

So, the red roses, pink roses, and white roses he gave her before were not what she really liked or wanted?

Bo Zhanye said coldly: "I don't like it. I hate white the most. It looks like a funeral flower."

After leaving these words, he turned and left.

Fu Xixi was stunned on the spot.

Lily flowers are so beautiful, but how are they like white chrysanthemums?

But thinking that Bo Zhanye's mother had just passed away, he should still have a shadow in his heart. She quickly collected the flowers and put them in the inconspicuous dressing room cabinet.

There is a display cabinet in her closet area. He rarely comes to her, so it is just right.

As soon as I put it away, a deep and cold voice came from behind:

"Even if I don't like it, you still want to hide it secretly? Do you like it that much?"

The voice was angry.

Fu Xixi's face turned pale with fright. She turned around and saw Bo Zhanye, who was full of anger and gloominess, and quickly shook his head:

"No, I just think they are blooming so brightly that it would be a pity to lose them. Since you don't like them so much, I will throw them away immediately."

She collected it three times, divided it by five, and threw it into the trash can.

Bo Zhanye sat there without speaking, his breath as cold as the King of Hell.

Fu Xixi realized that he was in a bad mood. Maybe he came back from his old house. Something happened to the old man?

She quickly walked over and asked: "How is dad's condition? Do you need me to go over and help take care of him? After all, he is your father, so I think I should go over."

"No need." Bo Zhanye refused directly and said at the same time: "He is relatively stable now. He is taken care of by his elder brother and his family."

"Oh." Fu Xixi relaxed and thought subconsciously, since it was not the old man who was in trouble, it should be that he went to the old house and thought of his deceased mother?

She looked at his cold and three-dimensional face, sat in his arms, hugged him and comforted him:

"Brother Ye, let me tell you about the babies. You don't even know that after you left today, the babies cried very sadly. No matter how much I tried to coax them, they couldn't be coaxed away.

Later I found out that they wanted to eat breast milk because they smelled my breath, but they didn't want to eat milk powder, but they were very hungry, so they could only cry and eat things they didn't want to eat.

I feel so guilty, but I also think they are so cute.

Where do you have such a keen nose? They are so divided, they will eat milk powder obediently if you hold them, but not if I hold them.

I feel like they are deliberately punishing me and blaming me for being stupid."

Bo Zhanye's eyes softened little by little as he listened to the child's deeds: "Why didn't Qin Qianluo stay?"

"I've tested her, and there's no problem. Do you think she still has thoughts about me, who is disabled?"

Fu Xixi shook her head quickly: "No, of course she won't have any thoughts about you anymore, but I think she has lost her child and must have a deep obsession with her child.

She will definitely take good care of our children, but in the end, she may go too far and treat our children as her children.

Therefore, I am unwilling to bet and cannot afford the risk."

Bo Zhanye didn't think about this problem before, but he was negligent.

However, Fu Xixi's words, 'Of course she will never have thoughts about you again', are so natural and natural. She really insists that women will not be tempted by disabled people.

Is this the case for herself?

He didn't speak.

Fu Xixi took the initiative and said: "Ms. Hathaway said she would take time to come and take care of me occasionally, but I think I still need to find another nanny. What do you think?"

Bo Zhanye said softly this time: "I will let Mo Nanxi secretly select people again. I will make the second selection, and I will show it to you the third time."

"Okay." Fu Xixi nodded, feeling sleepy, and she yawned:
Chapter completed!