C8 A Broken Rose!

The weather was very hot. Xia Qianxing's forehead was quickly covered with a layer of fine sweat. She looked at the sea of flowers and suddenly thought of something. She had heard Yan Ruoxue say before. Yan Ruoxue loved roses the most. And every Valentine's Day, there would be people who would send a large bouquet of roses to Yan Ruoxue in an anonymous manner. Yan Ruoxue would always be very happy when she received roses. Xia Qianxing thought about it now. She suddenly felt that the roses Yan Ruoxue received were very similar to this sea of flowers. Could it be that this sea of flowers was specially planted for Yan Ruoxue by Xiao Yueze?

Xia Qianxing worked all the way until six o'clock in the afternoon. During this time, she had been focusing on her own matters.

Xiao Yueze was originally going to enter after work when he suddenly remembered something. He looked at Nanny Xian, who was waiting for him outside the door, and asked, "Where is that woman? Is she still in the garden?"

"Yes. " Nanny Xian answered respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yueze's eyes reflected a deep and dark light. He immediately walked towards the garden.

Xia Qianxing felt that she had trimmed the garden almost to perfection today, so she wanted to walk out of the flowers. But just as she turned around, something suddenly tripped her legs and she fell towards the sea of flowers.

"Ah!"

Xia Qianxing was wearing a short-sleeved shirt today. When she fell towards Hua Hai, her arm was cut by the rose's thorns. However, before she could stand up, an incomparably cold voice sounded behind her, "What are you doing?"

Xia Qianxing turned her head and saw Xiao Yueze walking to the side of the sea of flowers. He was walking towards the center of the sea of flowers step by step.

Xia Qianxing quickly stood up. At this moment, her exposed skin had been pierced by the thorns of the rose. But she could only endure the pain and stand up.

Xia Qianxing subconsciously turned her head to look at the rose flowers. Just now she suppressed a large patch of rose flowers. The bright red rose petals scattered all over the ground.

Xia Qianxing was not much better. Her hair was messed up by the flower branches and her clothes were also torn. Her face was still stained with some dirt and her arms were covered with red marks. Some of the wounds were even bleeding.

But at this moment, the only thing Xiao Yueze could see was the large number of roses that had been crushed. His handsome face became gloomy, and his body was emitting killing intent. His eyes were cold and frightening. He held his fingers tightly, and the sound of joints dislocating could be heard.

Xiao Yueze was like a devil that had just walked out of hell, and he was surrounded by a terrifying aura of death. His eyes were like a black vortex, causing people to feel fear when looking at them.

"Xiao Yueze, I didn't do it on purpose. " Xia Qianxing watched the terrifying Xiao Yueze walk step by step. Her trembling legs took two steps back. She said in a trembling voice, "Don't come over. . . "

Xiao Yueze walked in front of Xia Qianxing and stared at her with his dead eyes. He suddenly became like a furious lion with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes. He reached out his hand and grabbed Xia Qianxing's neck. He roared fiercely, "Woman! You killed my Xue, and today you actually want to destroy her most beloved rose. Tell me. Did you kill Xue on purpose? Tell me! "

Xia Qianxing felt that she could not breathe anymore. She slapped Xiao Yueze's hand with all her might, but in exchange, Xiao Yueze used more and more strength.

Xia Qianxing shed helpless tears. Why did he do this to her? What did she do wrong? In the end, Xia Qianxing gave up struggling and thought in her heart. It would be good if she died just like that. At least she could get rid of this person's torture.

Hot tears fell on the back of Xiao Yueze's hand. It was as if Xiao Yueze had suddenly regained his consciousness. When he saw Xia Qianxing, whose eyes were tightly shut and her breathing was weak but her face was calm, he suddenly panicked and slowly let go of Xia Qianxing's neck.

Xia Qianxing breathed in the oxygen again and panted heavily. She turned her head to look at Xiao Yueze, whose expression was cold and fierce. Didn't he want her to die? Why did he let go of her neck at the critical moment?

Nanny Xian, who had rushed over after a while, was very nervous when she saw the destroyed rose.

Others might not know the origin of this rose, but she knew. Yan Ruoxue had lived in the United States since she was young, and she loved roses the most. Later, she came to China to study for her young master. One day, she accidentally said that there was no rose species in China that she liked.

When the young master heard that, he secretly remembered it in his heart. After that, he ordered people to go to America to transplant a large number of roses over. Furthermore, they were all Miss Yan Ruoxue's favorite rose species. Later on, there was this sea of flowers.

Every Valentine's Day, the young master personally trimmed 99 roses from this rose garden and then gave them to Yan Ruoxue in an anonymous manner. Later, when Yan Ruoxue came to Di Hao Villa, she found a large patch of roses and was so touched that she almost cried.

Nanny Xian would always remember that day because on that day, she saw the most beautiful scenery: the young master and Yan Ruoxue were hugging and kissing in the middle of a sea of flowers.

It was still the same thing. But the person was no longer the same person. Now that she saw the sea of flowers again, Nanny Xian seemed to see Yan Ruoxue's graceful figure dancing in the sea of flowers again.

She knew how much the young master loved Yan Ruoxue. There was once when Yan Ruoxue fell sick and fell into a coma for three whole days. During those three days, the young master had always been by Yan Ruoxue's side and did not care about the company's matters. Every day, he would sit by Yan Ruoxue's bedside and take care of her.

After Xiao Yueze let go of Xia Qianxing, he turned around and left. When Nanny Xian saw that Xiao Yueze had walked far away, she went forward and said fiercely, "Miss Xia, do you know how important this sea of flowers is to the young master? Every rose here was carefully cultivated by someone he arranged. "

Only in the United States would there be such a type of rose. Back then, Xiao Yueze had spent a lot of effort to cultivate this large patch of rose, but now, a large portion of it had been destroyed by Xia Qianxing.

Xia Qianxing had yet to fully recover her senses when she stared blankly at Nanny Xian's mouth opening and closing.

Nanny Xian saw Xia Qianxing's empty eyes and did not know if she heard it. Nanny Xian gave her a final look of disgust before leaving too.

After a long time, Xia Qianxing's eyes gradually recovered some color. She moved her stiff steps and walked out of the sea of flowers step by step.

After Xiao Yueze went back, he kept him in the room. No matter how Nanny Xian knocked on the door, he did not open the door.

Xiao Yueze flipped through the photo album in his hand. Every photo was of the same person. The girl in the photo had a small face the size of a palm. Her skin was as white as snow. She had a pair of bright eyes and white teeth. She smiled sweetly and gestured to the camera with a V sign.

These photos were taken when Xiao Yueze and Yan Ruoxue went on vacation. Every photo was filled with their love.