Feast of Flowers

After asking this sentence, Zhou Dong saw the other person's smile.

Polite and alienated.

The excited brain was like being thrown into a big bucket of snow in the rolling water, and suddenly calmed down. He suddenly remembered those rumors that Huajin’s parents favored sons and were not good to her; there was an accident in Huajin’s family and she was the only one left in the family; and that she did not take the college entrance examination because Her uncle's family found her a wealthy husband and asked her to marry.

If the beautiful girl in front of you is really Huajin, does his appearance become the key to awakening her painful memories? She finally got out of that kind of life and had a new life, so why must he break it in front of others.

At this moment, Zhou Dong's whole figure was drowning, and he was too uncomfortable to breathe. He lowered his head and said with a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, I confessed to the wrong person." At that time, he was a young Muai, but when he found out that Hua Jin did not come to take the college entrance examination, he was worried in his heart and did not even go to her the meaning of. After the college entrance examination was over, he still had all kinds of scruples. He sighed and hid the secret love in his heart that was not considered a secret love until the girls in the class said in a chat group that Hua Jin was going to marry.

When she was in distress, maybe he was taking the college entrance examination and was happy to be admitted to a good university. He never thought of helping her or pulling her. Now that she met in another country, she didn't want to remember the past, so why did he mention it again. Zhou Dong felt that he was very sad, he was sorry for Huajin's past, and he regretted his cowardice and incompetence. His eyes were reddish and his voice trembled, "I'm sorry."

After speaking, he turned and ran outside the store, without the courage to look back.

"What's the matter with this person?" Yang Shao glanced at Zhou Dong's back who was running away in embarrassment, "Flower Embroidery Master, do you know him?"

Hua Jin smiled and did not speak, and turned around to see Pei Yan standing outside the window.

Did he come with Yang Shao?

It's no wonder that Yang Shao's sloppy character would think of taking her to a gathering with embroidery masters. Did he see what happened just now?

Hua Jin looked up and smiled at Pei Yan. She thought that this time Pei Yan would still turn her head and leave, but he didn't expect that he would nod at her.

"Can you come to pick me up that night?" Hua Jin said, "I can't go now, the store is busy."

"No problem." Yang Shao nodded, "The flower embroidery master, you are slowly busy, I will do something else with Brother Pei first."

"Yeah." Hua Jin smiled, turned around and walked back to the embroidery frame, drew a thread from the strand, threaded the needle and continued to embroider the unfinished embroidery screen.

"I'll come to pick you up in the evening." Pei Yan walked to Hua Jin at some unknown time. "By the way, tell me the size of your clothes."

"Are you going to prepare an evening dress for me?" Hua Jin looked up at Pei Yan and chuckled, "No, there are suitable clothes in the store to ensure that it will be a big event."

"Yeah." Pei Yan glanced at the unfinished double-sided panda embroidery on the embroidery frame. The panda's body was delicate, and he could even see the luster on the hair. He couldn't help but glance again.

The brocade embroidery is very serious, even if there are other people watching her, it will not affect her state. But Pei Yan looked at Huajin Embroidery and didn't want to leave. If Yang Shao hadn't winked at the side, he almost forgot to wait for something to do.

After exiting the door of Fanhua Studio, Pei Yan got in the car and said to Yang Shao, who had always been driving his car recently, "What's going on with you recently? You didn't even drive your car?"

"I'm the one who gets my salary and doesn't have pocket money." Yang Shao smiled, "Isn't this trying to save some gas money with Brother Pei."

Pei Yan: "..."

"When you grow up, you finally know what stingy is."

"I wasn't that poor at first, but you also know that my character is the most uncommon for beauty to suffer. The other day I saw the flower embroiderer eat instant noodles so badly, I couldn't bear it, so I transferred a sum of money to her. In order to make me motivated, my dad doesn’t give more money now, but only pays on time. If you don’t have Brother Pei, I will be unable to survive."

"Heh." Pei Yan sneered, "Since you dare to be heroes to save the United States, why are you afraid of being poor?"

"That's not what I said," Yang Shao said with a bitter face, "Who is the head of Hua Embroidery, who is so beautiful, with so many watery eyes and white skin, who is willing to make such a girl suffer."

Pei Yan glared at him without speaking.

When the car drove a certain distance away, when waiting for the traffic lights, Pei Yan saw a man crying on the street lamp post by the side of the road. If it weren't for the remoteness of the road, it would definitely attract many people to watch.

After passing the traffic light intersection, Pei Yan found a U-turn area and drove the car back.

"Brother Pei, what are you doing?"

Back to the place just now, the crying man had not left yet, Pei Yan parked the car to the side of the road, opened the door and got out of the car. When he was about to get close to the man, Pei Yan paused, and suddenly he didn't want to go any further.

Zhou Dong, who was secretly crying bitterly, didn't know this cheap road section, and some people would notice him. At this moment, he was wrapped in regret, annoyance, and distress, and he was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps got closer and closer to him that he hurriedly wiped the tears from his face and prepared to walk in the opposite direction.

"Do you know Huajin?"

Hearing the name of Huajin, Zhou Dong paused and turned his head vigilantly. He found that the questioner was a man. Not only did he look good, he was also very valuable in his outfit: "What are you talking about, I don't understand. "

"I am her friend." Pei Yan paid attention to the expression on Zhou Dong's face, and the panic and anxiety on the other's face was invisible under his sight.

"I recognized the wrong person." Zhou Dong guessed that it might be his behavior in the store just now. When this person saw him, he turned his head slightly, avoiding Pei Yan's sight, "I don't know your friend."

"Really?" Pei Yan leaned on the light pole, "Can you tell me about your friend with the same surname Hua?"

"Sorry, gentleman, I am not interested in telling stories to strangers." Zhou Dong knows that he may not be able to offend such a man, but he has been useless once in his life and does not want to be useless again, "Farewell. "

Seeing Zhou Dong's back in a hurry, Pei Yan was not angry. He lowered his eyelids and looked at the floor tiles under his feet.

He remembered this man. A few months ago, Hua Jin appeared in the elevator with him in the hotel in Furong City. It was only today that he asked Huajin's name, indicating that Huajin didn't tell him at the time.

She didn't want this person to know that her name was Huajin, indicating that she had known him in the past. After this man knew that Hua Jin might be the person he once knew, it was not the joy of reunion, but guilt and sadness. That's why he, a man in his twenties, couldn't help crying at the corner of the street.

In Huajin's past, how many hardships did Huajin go through to make people he once knew show such a reaction?

Pei Yan covered his chest, where there was a lot of needle-like pain. He looked at Yang Shao who was running towards him blankly, with a little dazed in his eyes.

"Brother Pei, what's the matter with you?" Yang Shao saw Pei Yan clutching his chest, his face was pale, remember to take out his phone, "You will bear with me for a while, I will call an ambulance immediately."

"I'm fine." Pei Yan held him down, stood up straight, "Let's go."

"Really okay?" Yang Shao was a little worried, Brother Pei looked like this, not like he was okay.

"Yeah." Pei Yan unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves.

"Then you sit back and rest, I'll drive."

"Okay." Pei Yan glanced at him and didn't object.

Now Yang Shao is even more worried. He usually stays with Brother Pei, and Brother Pei never let him drive. Today... Is this a crime?

After getting in the car, Yang Shao felt that the atmosphere in the car was a little dull, and he didn't dare to let Pei Yan fall asleep. What if something happened?

"Brother Pei, I heard that you invested in an online costume drama a few days ago. Why do you think of investing in this thing?"

"A shot by the way." Pei Yan said, "Why, do you want to play with a shot too?"

"Forget it, this line of water is deep, and the little money in my hand is not enough to throw it in." Yang Shao whispered, "When I went out to discuss business with my dad a few days ago, I saw Pei Cunhai and Xu Yi is together."

"Xu Yi doesn't worry about how his son, who is still locked up, got together with Pei Cunhai." Pei Yan snorted.

"It is said that Pei Cunhai sold 2% of Yuanpan's shares to Xu Yi." Yang Shao shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that Pei Cunhai's tricks would be played by Xu Yi to death. I don't know what happened."

"The shopping mall is like a battlefield. Others are not qualified to take care of his own path." Pei Yan said coldly, "Let him go."

"He made Yuanpan non-staple food like that, you..."

"The so-called use of wealth as emotional sustenance is actually an excuse for human greed." Pei Yan's tone was still indifferent, "The most important thing my grandpa left me is love and care, and his teachings to me, not those. Property. With so many industries under my name, there is no shortage of non-staple food for Yuanpan."

"You can see."

"The only thing that is not convenient is that you can't give the non-staple food under Yuanpan to someone."

"Who?" Yang Shao thought there was something wrong with his ears, "Who is it for?"

However, after his curiosity was raised, Pei Ge didn't even speak.

He stared at Pei Yan in disbelief. What kind of routine is this?

"Huahua, you don’t seem to buy Yuanpan’s snacks anymore." Tan Yuan opened the refrigerator and found that all the ice cream brands in it had nothing to do with Yuanpan. She chose a flavor that Huajin liked and gave it to her. "Finally Changed hobbies?"

"Well, I won't buy Yuanpan's food again." Hua Jin got up and stretched, unpacked the bag and leaned on the sofa, lazy while eating ice cream, "I changed my hobby."

"That...it's good." Tan Yuan sat down beside her, "Are you ready to go to the party in the evening?"

"Isn't there a ready-made one?" Hua Jin said, "Cheongsam and shawl, the cheongsam I made for myself last time, I haven't worn it yet."

Tan Yuan smiled: "Well, Mr. Pei asked about your size, but you didn't even say, but you even wore your own cheongsam. It's really..."

"Get out of the silt but not stain, and not be fooled by money?" Hua Jin laughed lightly, "People, it is best to recognize your identity and not delusion about things that do not belong to you."

"Well, that male customer today..."

Huajin's hand holding the ice cream stick trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyelids: "He was my high school classmate. At that time I was the number one in the class. He always seemed to be in the second or third place. I haven't seen him for several years, it seems. It’s a lot more handsome than it was then. It’s really a big eighteen change for men.

Tan Yuan held her free hand and whispered, "Huahua, I will be with you in the future."

"Don't think too much, I just don't want to be involved in the past." Hua Jin smiled at her, "From the day I walked out of the mountain and got on the train here, everything in the past has nothing to do with me."

"Well, you are one of the future heirs of Shu Embroidery, and you have a heavy responsibility."

"Yes." Huajin smiled and curled her eyebrows, "The future star of Shu embroidery is me."

After eating the ice cream, Huajin washed his hands and sold another piece of embroidery before going to the small utility room behind to change clothes and make-up.

As soon as Huajin entered, a new customer came in. As soon as Tan Yuan went up to receive him, the other party said, "Is the flower embroidery master here?"

This sentence was not polite. Tan Yuan glanced at the woman who was interrogating. This woman was wearing a one-piece work suit, which looked a bit like a secretary or an assistant. The man walking in front of her was wearing a suit and didn’t look too good. Easy to get along with.

"Hello, the flower embroiderer has something to do, please sit down for a while."

"Hello, my surname is Lu. This is the president of our company. There are some things we want to talk to the flower embroidery master."

President?

Tan Yuan glanced at the man who raised his chin slightly and said nothing: "If you want to order embroidery, I am afraid that you will have to wait for a while. The small shop's custom order is already in the next year."

"Embroidery?" Pei Cunhai glanced at the items in the store, his arrogance in his tone did not hide at all, "No, as long as the embroiderer can do one thing for me, I can help you buy this store. ."

Tan Yuan: "..."

She could only quietly watch the president pretend.

Hua Jin walked out of the small utility room at the back, saw the people in the store, and pulled her shawl: "Mr. Pei?"

Is this person also surnamed Bae? Tan Yuan couldn't help but look at Pei Cunhai more. It seems that not all men surnamed Pei are beautiful men. This Mr. Pei is a far cry from the very good-looking Mr. Pei.

"Flower embroiderer." Pei Cunhai noticed Hua Jin's dress, "It seems that the flower embroiderer has an important date?"

Hua Jin took the sample book and put it in front of Pei Cunhai: "Mr. Pei is Pei Yan's family. If there is anything you like, we can make it for you in advance."

"Heh." Pei Cunhai sneered. It was just a few embroidered rags. He had to rely on Pei Yan's face to get ahead? Pushing open the heavy sample book, Pei Cunhai tilted his legs and said, leaning on the sofa, "I am here not for the embroidery of the flower embroiderer, but to discuss a business with you."

Glancing at the sample book that was pushed aside, Hua Jin held the sample book in her hand and smiled politely: "Mr. Pei is a real joke. I am a person who runs a Shu embroidery workshop. Apart from talking to you about embroidery, There is nothing to talk about."

"I heard that you have a good relationship with my cousin?" Pei Cunhai laughed unclearly. In this laugh, there was a scorn, "I heard that my cousin, not only went there specifically for you Participate in a traditional art exhibition, and often accompany you out to dinner and pick you up from get off work. The flower embroidery master came from a poor background, but let my weird cousin do so many things for you. Why don’t you have much to talk about? "

"Maybe because you don't have money or look handsome without him." Huajin looked at Pei Cunhai with a smile, her white fingers lightly placed on her cheeks, with a touch of enchantment, "Even a poor woman, I also like good-looking men."

Pei Cunhai's eyes were cold, but his mouth laughed: "But no matter how good a man is, it is not as important as money. I think you understand that it is impossible to marry Pei Yan as a flower embroidery master. Don't want to make more money?"

"Heh." Huajin's fingers lightly circled on the cover of the sample book, but what he said was ironic, "But do you have that much money for Pei Yan?"

"Although I don't have one, but..." Pei Cunhai stretched out his hand, preparing to hold Huajin's hand on the sample book, but was gently bypassed by Huajin.

He sneered and withdrew his hand, "But as long as you do one thing for me, I can give you more things. I can give you the house, the car, the household registration here, and the reputation in the embroidery industry."

"But," Hua Jin tilted her head and said softly, "I am a very principled person, for example...I don't help a man who is greedy and ugly by nature."

She chuckled softly, with a charming and lovely appearance: "Mr. Pei, I hope you know yourself."

The author has something to say: Hua Jin: I am a very principled person, such as... Yan Kong.