These flower baskets are not for this lady

quick, Jiaojiao, say thank you to this gentleman. Also, thank second young master for his love for you. After Madame ruan and uncle Zhao finished their conversation, she immediately nudged ruan Jiaojiao.

As ruan Jiaojiao was carried up, she could only force out a smile on her pale face.

"H-Hello, I'm Jiaojiao. Thank you for sending these things over on second young master's behalf. I'll tell second master on WeChat if I want to thank him. I'm so happy that second master still misses me overseas, Yingluo."

Ruan Jiaojiao's mind was still on the flower shop. She mechanically thanked him, not realizing that she had said the wrong thing.

Before she could finish her sentence, uncle Zhao frowned.

I'm sorry, miss. There are two things that I have to clarify.

Uncle Zhao interrupted ruan Jiaojiao's speech politely and coldly.

"First, second master's flower basket wasn't for you."