Ming Ruochu's face showed a hint of concern.
In her memory, Qiao Chengxun had long been synonymous with domestic abuse, so his sudden, unprovoked gesture of sending flowers to Sister Meimei definitely smacked of some conspiracy!
"Sister Meimei, why would he suddenly send you flowers? Is today some important day?"
"Who knows what he's thinking, probably just has more money than he knows what to do with,"
Wen Meimei said lightly, taking a sip of her bitter coffee as if the matter had nothing to do with her.
Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Ming Ruochu became even more anxious, "But he wouldn't send flowers without a reason, did something happen?"
Wen Meimei furrowed her brows, this girl really had an overactive imagination, but she knew that Ruochu was worried about her.
"Ruochu, do you think I'm smart?"
"Mhm, not just smart, Sister Meimei, you're a genius!"
Ming Ruochu nodded emphatically, she had always thought Sister Meimei was amazing.