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Chapter 11

 Giving Away Flowers



“Mhm!”

Qingqing immediately broke into a smile through her tears. Her eyes were still red and misty, and she replied obediently in her soft, nasal little voice,

“I know now~”

Aunt Liu led her back inside. After settling Qingqing down, she pulled out her phone and sent a message to complain to Fu Sihuai.

This incident could be considered either big or small. Qingqing hadn’t suffered any physical harm, and if the two families canceled their business cooperation over something like this, it would seem far too childish.

Xu Xiu had probably counted on that fact before swaggering over so confidently.

As she typed on her phone, Aunt Liu sneered.

Hah. If Xu Xiu really thinks that, she doesn’t understand Sir at all.

After arriving at the company, Fu Sihuai was usually slow to reply to messages. Aunt Liu was already used to it.

She slipped her phone back into her pocket and saw the renovation workers out.

The servants carried the original furniture back inside and arranged everything neatly. Holding the vase in her arms, Aunt Liu reluctantly placed the roses back on the table in Qingqing’s room.

Her rough hand gently stroked the delicate petals.

Standing on a chair and struggling to straighten the potted jasmine, Qingqing happened to see the scene as she climbed down.

Aunt Liu didn’t seem like she wanted to take the flowers away, so Qingqing tilted her head and asked in confusion,

“Auntie, don’t you want them?”

Aunt Liu quickly shook her head, looking almost resistant.

“These flowers belong to you, Miss. It’s rare to see roses blooming this beautifully. How could I take them? It’s better to leave them here.”

The little girl fell silent for a moment and looked toward the roses.

After thinking for a bit, she walked to the table, stood on tiptoe, and pushed the vase toward Aunt Liu.

“It’s for you, Auntie~”

Aunt Liu was both surprised and delighted, but she still waved her hands and refused.

“Miss, these flowers are so beautiful, and they smell wonderful too. They’ll make your whole room fragrant.”

The way Aunt Liu looked at the roses was full of affection, as though they were priceless treasures.

But to Qingqing, flowers like these were ordinary.

She remained determined to give them away.

“Please take them, Auntie. I’ll give you these flowers, and you can give me new flowers, okay?”

As she touched the petals, the joy on Aunt Liu’s face became impossible to hide.

“Thank you, Miss! I’ll go get today’s flowers for you right now!”

Cradling the roses in her arms, she left happily, looking even more excited than if she’d just received her paycheck.

After placing the flowers in her own break room, she found the floral designer who was arranging flowers.

A long rectangular table stood in the room, covered with various flowers. Beneath it lay trimmed stems and leaves, making the place look rather messy.

No one had informed the florist yesterday, so she hadn’t prepared flowers for Qingqing’s room. The roses Aunt Liu had delivered were simply a few leftover stems she had selected and arranged herself.

Smiling, Aunt Liu walked up to the flower-arranging table.

However, the moment she saw today’s flowers, disappointment inevitably appeared on her face.

“Sigh. Today’s flowers aren’t as good as yesterday’s.”

The florist was utterly baffled.

If she didn’t know Aunt Liu’s personality, she might have thought Aunt Liu was deliberately finding fault.

All the flowers came from the same flower shop, delivered daily with the same level of quality. How could today’s be worse?

Aunt Liu wandered around the table for quite a while before selecting a pink-toned arrangement.

It contained roses, Chinese roses, lisianthus, lilies, and several flowers whose names she couldn’t identify.

It happened to match the pink-themed decor of Qingqing’s room perfectly.

After greeting the florist, she carried the arrangement away and proudly delivered it to Qingqing’s room like a treasured gift.

“Wow!”

“So pretty!”

Qingqing rushed over and circled around Aunt Liu’s legs like a kitten welcoming its owner home after work.

Aunt Liu laughed happily.

“I was worried you might think the flowers weren’t good enough. As long as you like them.”

Qingqing’s smile was dazzling.

It’s okay. They’ll become very beautiful soon~


That evening, Fu Yueci returned home feeling depressed.

He had suffered all day long at school.

The girls in his class had spent the entire day trying to find out what perfume he was wearing.

From morning until dismissal, they questioned him every break period. Even on the way home, some of them kept following him and asking.

He had repeatedly explained that it wasn’t perfume, but nobody believed him.

A large group had even followed him when he stopped to buy snacks after school.

After returning home, he handed his belongings to a servant and personally brought the snacks he bought to Qingqing’s room.

Upon entering, he first looked around at the room’s decor.

He didn’t say anything, but the satisfaction in his eyes was obvious.

Not bad.

This is what a little girl’s room should look like.

A faint floral fragrance lingered in the room, the same scent he had smelled that morning.

Fu Yueci looked toward the flower arrangement on the table.

The flowers were blooming beautifully, but the fragrance didn’t seem particularly strong.

“Big Brother.”

Seeing him staring at the flowers for so long, Qingqing asked curiously,

“Do you want flowers too?”

Fu Yueci shook his head.

“I just feel like these flowers aren’t as fragrant as the ones this morning.”

He had actually wanted to bring one flower to school as proof that he really wasn’t wearing perfume.

But since these didn’t have that scent, forget it.

A flower with such a rich fragrance as yesterday’s roses was probably incredibly rare.

What he didn’t notice was that Qingqing’s eyes instantly lit up after hearing his words.

She understood now.

What Big Brother wanted were fragrant flowers!

Tonight, I’ll get to work!


After dinner, Qingqing returned to her room.

She infused a little energy into the potted jasmine and then gave the remainder to the flowers arranged on the table.

Once she finished, she went to the bathroom for a bath.

When she came out, a gentle floral fragrance had already spread throughout the room.

This time, the scent wasn’t singular.

Several different floral aromas blended together.

Though somewhat mixed, it wasn’t unpleasant.

Qingqing was very satisfied.

Before sleeping, she deliberately checked on the jasmine.

Its pure white flower bud looked like a tiny pearl, exceptionally beautiful.

At this rate, in another two days she could give it to Third Brother.

The little dumpling happily closed her eyes.


After one night’s time, the flowers on the table underwent the same transformation as yesterday’s roses.

They seemed reborn.

Today, Qingqing was already dressed and ready before Aunt Liu came to wake her.

She already knew how to dress herself and wash up.

For children in the orphanage, independence was one of the first lessons they learned.

Yesterday, the renovation workers had installed an extra doorknob lower down on her door so that a three-year-old child could reach it.

Standing on a chair, Qingqing carefully lifted the vase down.

Then she excitedly opened the door and headed downstairs.

She was eagerly anticipating her brother’s reaction when he saw the flowers.

He would definitely be happy, right?

Because she was thinking about that, her steps were especially cheerful.

Holding such a huge bouquet in her arms, she couldn’t see the path ahead at all.

Thump.

The little girl walked straight into someone’s leg.

The impact made her stumble backward two steps.

She lowered the vase and desperately tilted her head upward, but she still couldn’t see who she had bumped into.

Thinking it was probably Aunt Liu preparing breakfast at this hour, she immediately raised a sweet smile.

“Sorry, Auntie. I couldn’t see where I was going and bumped into you~”

The moment she finished speaking, the vase in her hands suddenly became lighter.

Someone had lifted it away.

At the same time, Qingqing finally saw who she had crashed into.

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My Days at the Cultivation Management Bureau

My Days at the Cultivation Management Bureau

奶团迷疯大佬全家
Score 9.5
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese

Summary

When Qingqing was three years old, the richest family in City A, the Shen family, planned to adopt her. All the children in the orphanage envied her, saying she was going to become the one and only young lady of the Shen family. But on the day of the adoption, she was locked in the woodshed by Softie, another child from the orphanage. By the time Qingqing crawled out, battered and bruised, the Shen family had already left, taking Softie with them instead. … Softie was reborn. She knew Qingqing’s true identity—an extraordinary and noble one. The first thing Softie did after her rebirth was to steal Qingqing’s necklace and take her chance encounter. She followed the path of Qingqing’s past life and lived it as her own. She thought that by doing so, she could replace Qingqing’s life. As for Qingqing, whose life she had stolen, she would be doomed to repeat the same miserable fate from her previous life. After all, without the Shen family as a stepping stone, Qingqing was just a small orphan. How could she ever come into contact with the people from that world? But Softie never imagined that even without the Shen family, an even more powerful family would cherish Qingqing as their precious treasure.

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