After hanging up the phone, Luo Qingyuan and Duan Ye tidied up and went out.

The sky was cloudless today, and they went out around eight o'clock, when it was already bright.

Duan Ye still drove his own car: "Let's go to the flower market first. It'll make the house a bit more lively if we put some plants there."

Luo Qingyuan nodded: "Okay."

Duan Ye: "How about ordering some plants for our café as decorations while you're at it?"

Luo Qingyuan: "How about we buy two big money trees and put them at the entrance of the coffee shop?"

Duan Ye's eyes lit up: "I think it's absolutely perfect!"

Duan Ye: "What other plants do you like?"

Luo Qingyuan: "I don't know much about this, as long as it suits your taste, that's fine."

Duan Ye nodded: "Okay, let's talk about it when we get there."

At 9:20 a.m., Duan Ye and Luo Qingyuan parked their car outside Kyoto’s largest flower market.

After Duan Ye parked the car, the two of them got out and walked inside.

The most eye-catching thing upon entering is the various kinds of roses at the entrance, all in different colors, which are extremely beautiful.

Luo Qingyuan couldn't help but take a few more glances. Duan Ye noticed this and walked straight towards the rose seller.

Luo Qingyuan followed with a puzzled look. Did they want to buy some roses to decorate the cafe?

Duan Ye: "Boss, how much are these roses?"

Shopkeeper: "One costs 10 yuan. Over there, there are packaged ones for 199, 299, and 599 yuan."

Luo Qingyuan: "Are you going to put roses in the coffee shop?"

Duan Ye turned to look at Luo Qingyuan and said with a smile, "No, the roses are for you."

Luo Qingyuan was slightly taken aback and subconsciously looked up at Duan Ye, but Duan Ye had already turned his head to negotiate the price with the shopkeeper.

"Boss, can you make it cheaper? It'll be 599..."

After hesitating for a moment, Duan Ye looked at the champagne rose. Actually, he thought red roses were beautiful, but it seemed that girls didn't really like red roses.

Ye Nuan used to think it was tacky, so he never gave her red roses.

Then, Duan Ye turned to look at Luo Qingyuan again: "Or, do you have a favorite color?"

Luo Qingyuan also came to her senses and looked at the colorful roses. Instead of taking the 599 roses that Duan Ye had mentioned, she picked up a bunch of 199 red roses: "This one will do. I like red."

Duan Ye glanced at it: "There are only eleven flowers. How about we get a bigger bunch?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "The eleventh day of the first lunar month symbolizes a lifetime together, young man. If your wife likes it, just buy it for her. The bouquet is too big and not easy to carry. Don't strain your daughter's back."

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingyuan's smile brightened, and she nodded to Duan Ye.

So Duan Ye decisively paid: "Buy!"

Luo Qingyuan looked down at the fiery red roses, her lips curving slightly.

Over the years, she had received flowers many times, but this bouquet was the most beautiful of all.

The shopkeeper looked up and happened to see Luo Qingyuan smiling gently. He was momentarily stunned and said, "Young man, you are so lucky. Your wife and roses are a perfect match. They are very beautiful."

Duan Ye turned around and happened to meet Luo Qingyuan's eyes, which were filled with tiny starlight.

In that instant, his heart skipped a beat again.

He felt that his boss was right.

Red roses and Luo Qingyuan are a perfect match; both are so beautiful and dazzling.

Luo Qingyuan looked up, smiled, and said to the shopkeeper, "Thank you, Auntie. Your flowers are beautiful too."

Duan Ye snapped out of his daze, thanked them, and then left with Luo Qingyuan.

As they walked, Duan Ye asked her, "Don't most girls think red roses are tacky? Don't you think so?"

Luo Qingyuan thought for a moment and said a sentence she had read in a book: "Red roses are inevitably commonplace, but romance lasts until death. I love red roses very much."

Duan Ye was slightly taken aback. He looked up and saw a wooden billboard placed in the sea of ​​red roses behind Luo Qingyuan. On it was a slogan written in artistic lettering: "Love has a million ways of expression, and red roses are the most romantic and passionate one."

Duan Ye smiled and subconsciously reached out to take Luo Qingyuan's hand: "I understand. Of all these flowers, only the red rose truly suits you."

The warmth of her palm made Luo Qingyuan's heartbeat slow down for a moment, and then... it became even more rapid.

At this moment, Luo Qingyuan's heart was telling herself very clearly.

At that moment, she felt an overwhelming attraction to Duan Ye.

So, when she realized it, she quietly grasped Duan Ye's hand in return.

Duan Ye didn't turn around. He was talking to the shopkeeper about the price of the money tree in a gentle voice, but he didn't let go of Luo Qingyuan's hand. However, his slightly red ear tips betrayed his mood at the moment.

Neither of them spoke first, but the temperature of their palms gradually rose.

It wasn't until around 11 a.m. that the two of them finalized all the flowers and potted plants.

Some were delivered to the coffee shop by the boss, and some were delivered to my home.

Just as they were about to leave, Duan Ye suddenly grabbed Luo Qingyuan.

Luo Qingyuan asked him in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Duan Ye released Luo Qingyuan's hand and went to one of the stalls to pick up two jars of asparagus fern: "What do you think about putting these two jars in our office?"

Luo Qingyuan was somewhat surprised, but after realizing what she meant, she couldn't help but smile slightly: "I think it's great."

Duan Ye carried the two jars of asparagus fern out of the car and said, "Okay, we'll leave these two jars in the car and each take one jar with us when we go to work on Monday."

Luo Qingyuan smiled and nodded: "Okay."

In fact, her office has green plants imported from abroad, which are worth between five and seven figures.

The plants were always taken care of by the company's employees. She never expressed any opinion or paid much attention to them. Thinking about it carefully, she couldn't even remember what those green plants looked like.

But I remembered this pot of small asparagus fern that cost a little over a hundred yuan at first glance.

Soon, the two drove to the coffee shop.

Luo Qingyuan also received a phone call from Duan Ye's mother.

Luo Qingyuan glanced at Duan Ye and answered the phone: "Hello, Mom?"

Ding Yifen: "Qingyuan, your parents have arrived at your coffee shop. Your father has booked a restaurant. You and Xiaoye, come over and have a meal together before we inspect the place."

Luo Qingyuan: "Okay, Mom, I'll tell Aye right away."

Ding Yifen: "Drive slowly, there's no rush."

Luo Qingyuan: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Qingyuan told Duan Ye about his parents arriving at the coffee shop.

Duan Ye glanced at the time: "They're quite proactive."

Luo Qingyuan: "After all, it's a big deal, so of course we're proactive. I think it's a good thing."

Duan Ye chuckled and said, "It's fine as long as you don't mind. My parents are very welcoming."

Luo Qingyuan: "I don't mind at all. My parents and I are often separated, and I'm quite envious of this kind of atmosphere."

Duan Ye couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her. No wonder Luo Qingyuan was so sensible; she had become independent at a young age.

So Duan Ye said, "From now on, my home is your home."

"I will treat you well while we are still husband and wife."