So, Ji Mochen said: "Well, it's this flower, a few more colors, the bag looks better!" ”

"Great!" The owner of the flower shop heard that Ji Mochen had finally made a decision, so he hurried to work.

The owner of the flower shop was busy wrapping the flowers, and Ji Mochen was imagining Ning Lengzhi's happy appearance after receiving the flowers.

After a while, the owner of the flower shop wrapped the flowers and asked Ji Mochen: "Sir, what is written on the card in this flower?" ”

Ji Mochen thought for a while and spoke: "Just write" Ning Lengzhi, why don't we start again!' ’。 ”

Hearing this, the florist owner was a little surprised, starting over? This...... Are you sure it's for my wife? Alas, in the world of rich people, ordinary people like me really can't understand it! I'd better write cards for others, Gao Fushuai!

"And what is the signature?" The florist asked again.

"Let's write 'season'!" Ji Mochen said without thinking.

Finally, the florist wrote the card and put it into the bouquet at the same time.

The owner of the flower shop proudly admired the flowers he had packed up, and asked Ji Mochen: "Sir, are you going to take them away?" Or will we surprise your wife with the delivery to your door? ”

The owner of the flower shop paused and said, "Door-to-door delivery requires a little courier fee, but it can be delivered at a specified time!" ”

Ji Mochen felt that the delivery to the door was very good, after all, he had never sent flowers to people, especially women, and he felt a little awkward, anyway, money was not a problem, it was better to deliver it to the door.

So, Ji Mochen said: "Deliver the goods to the door, the address and the consignee, come, give a piece of paper and a pen, and I will write it to you." ”

So, the owner of the flower shop handed Ji Mochen paper and pen.

After Ji Mochen finished writing the address or something, he took out his wallet and decided to pay.

"Can I swipe my card?"

"Yes, sir. It's a total of 398 yuan. ”

"Well, okay," Ji Mochen handed the flower shop owner his card.

When the owner of the flower shop saw Ji Mochen's card, he was instantly a little stunned - obediently, it's a black card, I've only heard it in a romance novel, and it's the first time I've seen it! It's really rich and handsome!

Just when the flower shop owner was shocked, Ji Mochen spoke again, "If you brush for a month, it's the same flowers, the same address and time every day, remember to send it!" ”

"Ahh The owner of the flower shop was completely shocked - it's really a local tyrant, my little girl, a month!

"What? No way? Ji Mochen was a little stunned when he saw the flower shop owner, and at the same time he didn't hear the flower shop owner answer, thinking that there was a problem!

"No, no, of course!" The florist replied in a hurry!

"Hmm." Ji Mochen simply said one word, and then he didn't talk nonsense anymore.

After a while, Ji Mochen took his card and walked away.

The owner of the flower shop looked at Ji Mochen's car in the distance, although he didn't see what kind of car it was, but his intuition told him that it must be a luxury car! It's really a local tyrant, rich and handsome!

Besides, after Ji Mochen left in a gloomy mood, the whole person was in a good mood, so he decided to go back to Ji Zhai, who had not been back for a long time.

Even if you have a place to live outside, even if you don't like Ji Zhai, even if you don't want to see someone, even if you ......

But Ji Mochen knew that even if he had thousands of reasons, and all of them were legitimate reasons, he couldn't change them - that person was his biological father, and that ancient, gloomy house was his so-called home!

Moreover, Ji Mochen remembered that before his mother, Mo Yishuang, died, he promised his mother: he would go back at least once a month. Thinking that I haven't been back for a long, long time, I happen to be free today, and I'm in a good mood, so I just went to have a look.

So, Ji Mochen drove his sports car with good performance all the way to Ji Zhai.

After a while, Ji Mochen arrived at the gate of Ji Mansion.

The security guards guarding the door saw that it was Ji Mochen, and they suddenly felt surprised, "Less...... Master, you're back. ”

Ji Mochen lowered the window and nodded.

A security guard hurriedly opened the door and let Ji Mochen in, and another security guard hurriedly ran in to report to Master Ji Congyang: Young Master Ji Mochen is back!

Ji Mochen parked the car in the garage and went straight to the main house.

As soon as Ji Mochen entered the main house, he saw Ji Congyang sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Ji Mochen originally wanted to ignore Ji Congyang and go back to his room directly, but I don't know why Ji Mochen suddenly remembered - his mother Mo Yishuang, especially the words that his mother told him thousands of times before she died: "You must get along well with your father", "Mochen, your father actually loves you very much!" ”，“……”，“……”

Maybe he returned to Ji Mansion, so he was a little thoughtful, Ji Mochen comforted himself like this.

Ji Mochen was entangled for a moment, but still walked towards Ji Congyang.

"Dad," Ji Mochen called out a little awkwardly, and planned to go back to his room.

At this time, Ji Congyang looked at Ji Mochen, he really had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to say. Ji Congyang wanted to have a good chat with this son who made him both proud and angry, but he didn't know what to talk about.

After all, Ji Congyang seems to have not had a good talk to Ji Mochen for a long, long time.

Looking at Ji Mochen's back as he went upstairs, Ji Congyang had some complicated emotions.

Now Ji Congyang's henchman, Lao Liu, saw the appearance of the old man Ji Congyang, and opened his mouth to comfort him: "Master, isn't it a good thing that the young master is back?" Why are you still sad? ”

"Alas," Ji Congyang sighed and said, "Lao Liu, others may not understand the relationship between our father and son, but don't you understand?" Alas......"

"Master, step by step, you see, the young master has at least gone home a lot more recently than before." Lao Liu persuaded Ji Congyang.

"Alas," Ji Congyang sighed, "every family has a scripture that is difficult to read!" ”

"Master, you ......" Lao Liu wanted to say something.

However, Ji Congyang shook his hand and said, "I'm fine, Lao Liu, you don't have to say anything, you go down first, I want to be quiet alone." ”

"Well, yes, sir." After speaking, Lao Liu retreated, leaving Ji Congyang to sit alone on the sofa in the living room.

Ji Congyang looked at Ji Mochen's back as he went upstairs, and he really had a lot of thoughts. However, no one knew what Ji Congyang was thinking.

Besides, Ji Mochen, after going upstairs and entering his room, he was lying on the bed alone, and he suddenly wanted to know Ning Lengzhi's reaction after receiving the flowers. Because Ji Mochen knew that at this time, Ning Lengzhi probably also received flowers, so after thinking about it, he decided to give Ning Lengzhi a call.