Mu Shini received the flowers sent by Bo Sishen, feeling very unexpected!
The flowers he sent were her favorite kind, with the sa aning as her na.
The flower language of the Snowflake is "never forget".
But receiving flowers from the uncle, she thought it was extraordinarily strange.
Ever since Bao Tinghao gave her flowers last ti, the uncle’s emotions have been very unstable.
Now he’s sending her flowers again, what’s the aning of this?
Mu Shini held her breath, took the flowers, pulled out two hundred yuan from her wallet, and handed it to Bo Sishen, "Uncle, this is for the flowers."
"What do you an?" Bo Sishen slightly raised his eyebrows.
"Uncle, flowers are not casually given to people, take the money."
Mu Shini said seriously.
"Mu Shini, do you really have to be that clear with ?"
Bo Sishen’s face darkened, and his handso face turned cold.
When Bao Tinghao gave her flowers, she smiled brilliantly, but when he gave her flowers, she just looked at him with rejection, even giving money back.
Mu Shini was also terribly afraid when he suddenly changed his face, she forced a smile, "Uncle, it’s easy for a teacher to give flowers to a student and cause misunderstandings."
Bo Sishen looked at her smiling face, frowning tightly, "And it’s okay to accept flowers from others?"
Mu Shini was stunned, and half a mont later she realized what he ant, then said, "Uncle, Bao Tinghao gave them to in front of a crowd, if I refused, wouldn’t he be embarrassed in public?"
How can this be compared?
"You can sympathize with the feelings of the person giving you the flowers, but you don’t consider whether rejecting will embarrass ?"
Bo Sishen’s face was cold, speaking in a very displeased tone.
Mu Shini frowned, "Uncle, if you don’t give flowers, you won’t be embarrassed, will you? Who asked you to bring it upon yourself?"
Bo Sishen now understood that Mu Shini was deliberately making things difficult for him.
Every word and action showed she wanted to dissociate from him.
Bo Sishen lowered his eyes, glanced at her lightly, returned the money to her, and said coldly, "Take the money back."
Mu Shini looked at him but didn’t reach out to take it.
She knew the uncle didn’t lack this 200 yuan, but she didn’t want to accept flowers casually.
Seeing that she didn’t take the money, Bo Sishen didn’t blink, raised his hand, and directly tore the two bills apart, throwing them into the trash can.
Mu Shini was so angry that her face turned white at Bo Sishen’s action, this annoying man!
"Do you know that deliberately damaging currency is illegal? Is making money easy, that you tear up money! If I were the head of state, I would directly have you executed!"
Mu Shini put the flowers on the coffee table, took the torn fragnts of money from the trash can, feeling a pang of heartache!
She was furious, looked up at the man standing aside, he was actually looking indifferent, as if he had just torn two pieces of white paper instead of money.
Bo Sishen stared at her, looking at her pale face, tightly pursed lips, and then spoke, "I never need a woman to convert a gift into cash to return it to ."
After a pause, he added, "Mu Shini, if you don’t like the flowers, just throw them away for !"
For so reason, when Mu Shini heard him say this, she felt a sourness in her heart, especially when he looked down at her with those cold and burning eyes, it felt a bit scorching.
Mu Shini took a deep breath, trying hard to adjust her emotions.
"Uncle, you’re really strange! Do you want to quarrel with again? How can a grown man be so petty, always making things difficult for , a girl?"
Mu Shini was angry, and when she saw the icy look he threw at her, it made her heart quiver for no reason!
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