The man was holding a gift box in his left hand and a bouquet of fiery red roses in his right hand, with a calm and elegant smile on his face, looking very chic.
"Mom, what do you mean by this?" As soon as he saw this man, Lin Qingqian's face instantly turned cold, and he frowned and asked.
Ye Tianci also frowned slightly.
Zheng Mei didn't reply, but got up and greeted the man: "Xiao Zhang, you are here, Auntie has been waiting for you for a long time, come in quickly!" ”
"Qing Qian, this is Zhang Hui, Aunt Zhang's nephew, but he is excellent!"
Zheng Mei took the gift from the man's hand, then turned to her daughter and said.
Zhang Hui said with a smile: "This is a gift for my uncle, Auntie, you can take it, the things in it are very expensive." ”
Zheng Mei's face smiled directly: "
