Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 944 'Was it really impulse that caused Stella to run away from her wedding with Weston ?’Zeta wondered and pursed her lips.

me cultivate my body and soul.” After Zeta typed a few lines on the computer, she said to Stella, “You can pick a pot of your choice." Zeta did not know what to get Stella. After all, it was hard to define the depth of their friendship. They were not that close, so giving Stella an expensive gift seemed slightly -..- .-. inappropriate . However, if she gave her something too inexpensive, it would be embarrassing. The plants were all her own. They were not ridiculously expensive, but they were all valuable species. Hence, Zeta thought the plants would make a suitable gift. Stella was happy to accept them too, knowing herself that she probably wouldn't accept something like expensive jewelry. All things considered, it was indeed thoughtful of Zeta to give her a potted plant she planted with her own hands. The lush greens would be easy on the eyes. Stella saw a bonsai with red flower bones and thought it was pretty. “What kind of plant is this? It blooms in the spring." Stella wanted to touch it. "Wait, don't touch it!" Zeta had just finished writing the case, and when she turned around to see Stella reaching out to touch the potted plant, she jumped in shock and hurriedly stopped Stella. “Don't touch that! It's poisonous!" Stella was stunned and instinctively withdrew her hand." Poisonous?" 'How could a potted plant be poisonous...' Stella thought. Zeta walked up to her and was relieved to see that she had not touched it. She breathed a sigh of relief. "You have good eyes. This is the Oleander plant. It's very poisonous.” "Oleander?" Stella did not know much about plants. She just thought it sounded like a pretty good name. "Is it a tree?" "No." Zeta shook her head, smiling. "Oleander is a common ornamental evergreen shrub that blooms throughout the year. It has the best blooms in summer and autumn, but it rarely bears fruit when potted...” Stella nodded. “So it's not some sort of tree.” The plant sported a very beautiful five-petaled