1489 Ran?

If two roses were not accurate, then she would start counting the third one.

She counted the roses one by one and she still could not decide.

Knock, knock!

Someone knocked on the door.

The butler brought in a bouquet of roses and walked in. "Missy, these are the last roses in the mansion."

It meant that if she still wanted to destroy the flowers, he had to go out and buy them.

"!!!"

She had counted so many roses?

"No!" Zheng Yan jumped up from the bed and scratched her head. "This is not reliable at all. Isn't it just odd and even counts, how can it help with deciding? It is to fool the fools!"

Unfortunately, she was the fool who had been fooled for a couple of hours.

When she realized that she was scolding herself, she got even more upset.

She asked the butler to put down the roses and get her luggage.

"Missy, why do you want your luggage?" The butler was taken aback.