After having breakfast, Jiang Beihan started a video conference in the bedroom because of work, and spoke English throughout.

Song Wenxin felt bored and didn't want to bother him, just go out for a walk.

Yesterday Er Qiao Weiwei had taken her around, she also had a general understanding of the topography of the Jiang family!

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As she walked, she inadvertently walked to a small transparent glass garden.

In this cold season, the Jiang family's garden is still flourishing at this time, with flowers of different colors, beautiful!

Song Wenxin was curious for a while, and couldn't help but walk in and take a look.

In the glass room, the temperature is obviously much warmer than the outside. No wonder, there are so many beautiful flowers blooming here!

After taking a few steps, Song Wenxin was attracted by a red flower, stopped, squatted down beside the bunch of flowers, and stared at the bouquet seriously.

"Who is it?" As she stared at the flowers, a vicissitudes of voice suddenly came from behind her.

Song Wenxin was startled by the voice and quickly turned to look around ...

I saw an old man in a wheelchair who did not know when he appeared in the glass room.

"I ... I just happened to pass by, so I came in and watched ..." Song Wen was startled and explained quickly.

The old man looked at her, and then his eyes shifted to her feet ... The red flower just now was accidentally stepped on her feet!

Song Wenxin looked with the other's eyes, only to find that he had stepped on the flower just now ...

She quickly lifted her feet, and then squatted down to look at the flower, but that flower had already been stepped off!

"Sorry ... I just didn't notice it, I stepped on it accidentally ..." Song Wen felt guilty and quickly apologized!

The voice just now really scared him ... so I accidentally stepped on a beautiful flower ...

"It took me half a year to plant a good flower!" The old man slowly came over in a wheelchair. When he saw the flower that was trampled to death on the ground, his face was a little bad.

"Sorry ..." Song Wen bowed his head in guilt ...

"Think about it after an apology?" The old man looked at Song Wenxin angrily. "You stepped on my flower, you must accompany me!"

"How to pay?" The old man heard Song Wenxin stunned, how did he want her to pay ...

Use the money, or buy him the same flower?

"I don't care, you have to pay me anyway!" The old man looked at her unhappy, then said in a very naive tone ...

Hearing the words, Song Wen was stunned, and only felt that the old man's behavior, the way he spoke, and the tone seemed a little weird ...

"Look, can I go out and buy the same flower to accompany you?" Song Wen felt helpless, since it was indeed she accidentally stepped on someone's flower, she could only try to please each other!

"No, I want that bunch, I want my little red!" The old man pointed at the flower and said dissatisfied.

Xiaohong? When hearing this title, Song Wen turned his head in doubt, looking at the flower ...

Xiaohong in the old population refers to that red flower ... Xiaohong, the name is quite fun.

But where did she go to find an exact flower for him ...