Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan Chapter 230

Chapter 230 The disaster of cactus, the storm is coming

"...I won't go to the company today, you have to send the signed contract to Shen's house, do you know the address?"

Miao Miao: "I know."

"Then let's do this first, and call if you need anything."

"good."

Put away the phone, just in time for a taxi to stop in front of you, Shen Wei got in and reported the address of the old house.

Forty minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of the tall iron gate. Seeing this, Zhou Steward stepped forward to check, but saw Shen Hou coming down from above, with a circle of white gauze wrapped around the elbow of his right hand, which was very conspicuous.

"Miss San." Zhou Qingfu reached out to pick up her shopping bag.

Shen Wei avoided it calmly. The other party was also a human being, and he didn't show any dissatisfaction. He just calmly withdrew his hand. Both his expression and movements were quite natural.

"Miss San is injured?" Zhou Qingfu didn't seem to mind the cold reception he received, and asked about Shen Yu's situation with concern.

"Small injury, it has been dealt with, there is no major problem. Thank you for your relationship."

After finishing speaking, pass him and go straight in.

Zhou Qingfu watched the girl's slender back going further and further away, his eyes darkened suddenly, and complex emotions were intertwined, like knotted threads, which continued to be cut and untangled.

"Housekeeper Zhou, this is the best-growing pot of cactus in the garden. Would you like to send it to the young master's house now, or wait for the young master to come back?" Ding Bo was holding a small flowerpot, which contained a lush green plant. The cactus was plump and thick, tender and juicy, and he lowered the edge of the flower pot so that Zhou Qingfu could see it more clearly.

This morning, the young master went to the company, passed the garden as usual, and suddenly stopped—

"Are there any cacti?"

Ding Bo didn't think too much, so he naturally ignored the word "return", but was caught by Zhou Qingfu not far away.

"Yes, there are more than a dozen pots!"

"Send a pot to my room."

Ding Bo didn't dare to perfunctory the young master's order, so he nodded in haste. He chose the best pot and went to Steward Zhou to ask when it would be delivered. Only then did this scene happen.

Zhou Qingfu pondered for a moment, "Give it up now."

Ding Bo nodded, and turned to leave with the cactus in his arms, wondering: The young master usually likes to raise some delicate flowers and plants, such as orchids, which not only tests patience, but also requires very high professional skills in flower cultivation. Some wild plants have always been dismissive, especially cacti, which are easy to keep alive... Why did they suddenly change their **** now?

It's really strange!

That morning, Ding Bo sent the most beautiful pot to his room.

At this time, Shen Yu was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, but he didn't know that a storm was brewing, and it would soon pour down.

Opening her eyes again, she woke up from hunger.

Looking at the twilight outside the window, Shen Wei realized that she had slept from morning till sunset.

However, sleep is really a good thing. Right now, she only feels energetic and comfortable.

Take the phone, there are two unread text messages on it, sent by Miao Miao.

Shen Wei touched it with her fingertips and clicked to open it.

The first one is that she sends someone to deliver the documents.

The second is that the person handed over the document to a housekeeper surnamed Zhou, and asked Shen Yu to go to the other party to get it after reading the text message.

"Okay." She replied with one word.

It happened that I was also hungry, so Shen Yu put on a long coat, went downstairs to look for food, and took the documents by the way.

Come down the spiral staircase, the living room is not lit, the curtains are closed, shrouded in a gray darkness, it doesn't look like anyone is there.

Shen Wei turned around and went directly to the dining room.

There is a scent coming from the kitchen, but the dining table is empty, with no dishes, and no bowls and chopsticks. You know, dinner is usually ready at this point, but there is no one there.

what happened?

Wait, someone is about to explode softly.

(end of this chapter)

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