Chapter 867 The Wind Blows and Wrinkles a Pool of Spring Water

Su Wanrou originally wanted to go back to Yuecheng today, but Xu Jinfeng suggested that she stay, because Xu Jinfeng wanted to know if he would send roses tomorrow, Su Wanrou herself was a little curious, so she stayed.

Another night passed, and in the morning, the Su family was a little restless and indifferent to work, especially Chang Dahong and Xu Jinfeng, who wanted to wait at the gate and pursue gossip.

"Why don't you come, why don't you give it off?" Xu Jinfeng murmured to himself.

"I guess I'm out of money. Roses are not cheap." Chang Dahong guessed that she didn't care about Su's mother's daily disdainful eyes. She was used to being disliked every day.

If one day Mother Su made a face to her, she wouldn't be used to it yet.

"I'm coming."

Xu Jinfeng's eyes brightened, and the first thing she saw at the entrance of the corridor was a touch of red, and it was indeed Lingling who came up with a bouquet of flowers.

The other neighbors in the compound had already been waiting in the corridor, secretly observing the movement of the Su family. Seeing Lingling arriving on time, everyone was refreshed, and they were more excited than they were when they received the flowers.

"Could it be that the person who sent the flowers wasn't the same person? It's not cheap to send a bouquet of flowers every day. It would be great if it was the same person." Someone had a sour tone.

"You think there are poor people like us everywhere, and there are so many people with money, a bunch of flowers is nothing."

"That's right, I haven't seen the world before. When Wanrou was a girl, we could see flower-deliverers every day in our yard. It's not unusual."

Several old neighbors ran out in unison. They had been neighbors with the Su family for nearly twenty years, and they had a very good relationship, so they naturally helped Su Wanrou speak.

"Aunt Su, is the person who sent the flowers a university professor? Only a professor would do such a romantic thing." Someone asked jokingly.

"I don't know who sent the flowers? It's so mysterious."

Although Su's mother said this, she was secretly proud. Even if her daughter is divorced, someone is still pursuing her? And she is not an ordinary man, but a rich and educated intellectual.

"It must be a university professor? Maybe it's FD University, or Jiaotong University?"

"It may also belong to the Normal University."

...

The neighbors were all guessing the identity of the mysterious person who gave the flowers? He was much more active than the person Su Wanrou?

He took out the postcard, the cover was a red maple leaf, and the words on the title still gave people goosebumps.

——Is my heart broken into pieces and is it red? Thank you for threading them together with silver thread.

On the back is the signature of the flamboyant Ye Haichao.

"This Ye Haichao is really serious. When will he show up? It's like working underground."

Su's mother whispered, she can't wait to see Ye Haichao, what if everything is OK? Let her daughter and this man look around, even though her daughter just divorced? But before the divorce, her daughter and Huo Xiu had been separated for nearly five years ? It is also reasonable to have sex with other women now.

"Eldest sister is going back today, I'm afraid I won't be able to deliver the flowers." Chang Dahong felt a little regretful that he couldn't see a good show.

Su Wanrou lowered her head to eat? Didn't eat a grain of rice for a long time? Her heart was messed up by the three bouquets of roses, and she could only think about who Ye Haichao was and when did she meet her?

What does he do, how old is he, what does he look like, is he from Songcheng...

All kinds of things, Su Wanrou couldn't control it at all, she couldn't stop thinking, just like a poem says——

The wind suddenly picked up and wrinkled a pool of spring water.