Liu Sandao usually didn't realize that Ellie had such a big opinion on Wen Yan, so she didn't dare to criticize herself. After all, it was the boss's private matter.

Seeing that Liu Sandao was timid and didn't even dare to speak casually, Ellie looked down on him even more and left with a water cup.

In the office, Mu Tingchen called Butler Lin and explained how to deal with Tangyuan's funeral. He didn't want this to create any gap between him and Wen Yan, so he would do his best to do whatever he could.

In the apartment, Wen Yan was just woken up by the alarm clock and the knock on the door rang. Her mind was a little confused and she couldn't remember how she went back to bed to sleep. When she passed by the living room, she glanced at the sofa, which was neatly folded, and there was no sign of anyone having slept, but she could vaguely feel that Mu Tingchen did not leave last night.

When she opened the door, what caught her eye was the bouquet that almost blocked most of the flower shop employees' bodies, and the fragrance of flowers was swaying. She was stunned for only a second and then returned to normal. What did Mu Tingchen do? Why did she send flowers to her every day?

"Miss, this is your flower. If you have no problem, please sign for it."

The guy in the flower shop was very frustrated. He was not tall and big. Such a large bouquet was a bit "overwhelmed" for him. The most important thing was to block the view and not bump it at will.

Wen Yan saw the boy's embarrassment and hurriedly took the flower sign back into the house. Before she could put the flowers down, the knock on the door rang again. She thought it was the boy from the flower shop who forgot something, so she put down the flowers and opened the door again. This time the one who appeared outside the door was the delivery guy: "Your breakfast, I wish you a happy meal."

She took the takeaway and was a little dazed. Did Mu Tingchen make it? When did he become so considerate? He didn't take advantage of the danger last night and stayed quietly. Before she woke up, she left quietly, and even came like this...

She once made up her mind not to accept any of his kindness. Now it seems that reality has not developed according to her ideas. She has not thought of throwing flowers and breakfast into the trash can. If he turned to send her some precious jewelry, she would never accept it. But it is the flowers and food that women love, and she has never had the habit of wasting things.

While having breakfast, she kept thinking about whether to say something to him. It seemed that it was not good to say nothing. Thinking of having a cry with him last night because of the Tangyuan incident, she was actually a little disgusted. At least Mu Tingchen took good care of Tangyuan before. When Tangyuan died, Mu Tingchen was not at Mu's house. No wonder he was just out of control of her emotions. After all, she should apologize.

After figuring this out, she took out her cell phone and sent him a message: Thank you for your flowers and breakfast. You don’t have to send me flowers in the future. There is no need to, it’s too wasteful. And... I’m sorry about what happened last night, I shouldn’t blame you for the death of Tangyuan. I was just too sad and my emotions were out of control for a while.

Seeing that the message was sent on the phone screen, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at whether he had replied from time to time. However, Mu Tingchen did not reply to the message until she went out to the store.

When I arrived at the dessert shop, all the people who should arrive had arrived. Seeing that her eyes were swollen, Chen Mengyao stepped forward and asked, "You are crying? Your eyes are swollen like walnuts! What's wrong? Is this? Mu Tingchen bullying you?"

Wen Yan felt uncomfortable when he thought of the dumplings, and he was listless: "No... it's the dumplings gone."

Chen Mengyao was a little shocked: "Really fake? I was fine before, I was lively and suddenly disappeared? But don't be too sad. As a small animal, its lifespan is not too long. There will always be a day when I die, so I want to open it."

Wen Yan said in a muffled voice: "Okay, don't comfort me. It will be better in a few days. It's still a bit uncomfortable. I'm going to work hard, so you should do whatever you should do. By the way, go and see Lin Sa together when you have time in the evening."

Chen Mengyao didn't dare to say anything, for fear of being irritated: "Okay, then go together after get off work."

After finishing my busy schedule in the morning, when we were having dinner together at noon, Wen Yan had time to turn on his phone to check. Mu Tingchen replied to the message more than an hour ago, with only two short words: It's okay.

She didn't reply, and put her phone aside and ate slowly, without much appetite.

Lan Xiang suddenly said, "Xiaoyan, I have already discussed with my husband. We decided to move out with Yaya and not live with the elderly. If the elderly get sick in the future and cannot take care of themselves, I suddenly feel much more relaxed."

Wen Yan smiled: "Congratulations, it will be better. Your husband is nice and treats you very well, you can tell."

Lan Xiang lowered his head embarrassedly: "Actually, he is quite dull and can't say anything sweet. He rarely cares about family affairs. However, at the critical moment, he can still distinguish right from wrong. My marriage with him has been able to persist until now because he treats me well and treats Yaya well. So no matter how harsh the old man is, it doesn't matter how harsh the old man is."
Chapter completed!