Chapter 68 Chapter 68
Qiao Yanrou was busy and didn't notice the smell of gunpowder that was about to smoke between the two men.
"These roses have a lot of thorns. You don't need to help me. I can do it myself." She had never been pricked by thorns before.
Qiao Yanrou asked them to stop, but Ji Yuanchen and Fu Chuqing did not stop what they were doing and tried their best to help her share more of the work. Being pricked was not a big deal, not to mention that it was a deliberate torture by two men to arouse Qiao Yanrou's sympathy.
She ignored their advice and thought of pruning the roses herself and letting them take care of the other flowers without thorns. However, she didn't expect that they would take over the job of pruning the roses.
Looking at the two powerful men whose strength was so unpredictable, the two men's hands were so busy that they left afterimages, as if they were competing in speed.
Qiao Yanrou: “…”
She was very helpless and just let them go.
As the night deepened, Qiao Yanrou felt a little tired. She had exchanged several bouquets of flowers today and got back rice and a lot of vegetables. She planned to close the stall early today.
Ji Yuanchen and Fu Chuqing, two difficult guys, were still in the flower shop, so she directly asked them to go back.
"I need to rest. You guys should go back early." Some time ago, I was affected by Fu Chuqing's mental power. Although it is much better than before, I still get tired easily.
Ji Yuanchen wanted to hug her but was afraid of scaring her, so he suppressed the urge.
"Well, I'm leaving."
He walked out of the flower shop and looked at her through the glass door. He was reluctant to be separated from her, even for just one night.
Although Fu Chuqing wanted to be intimate with her, he walked out of the store in silence because his uncontrolled mental power would affect her spirit.
She was the only one left in the flower shop. Just before locking the door, Qiao Yanrou poked out half of her face and said to them, "Good night."
Then she suppressed her sleepiness and locked the glass door.
Little did she know that her words almost caused the two men to fight again. Both sides thought that Qiao Yanrou was saying good night to them.
"I'm her boyfriend, you're just her ex-boyfriend, and she's saying good night to me." Fu Chuqing told him to give up the idea of getting back together with Qiao Yanrou.
Ji Yuanchen didn't look anxious, and he fought back forcefully: "If you hadn't used your mental power on her, she wouldn't have followed you."
Fu Chuqing: "I feel sorry for her in this regard. I am sorry to disappoint you. She and I love each other and are inseparable."
Ji Yuanchen's body was covered in purple-black lightning. Yan Rou couldn't stand the "nonsense" he said. She knew that he and Yan Rou were the ones who truly loved each other.
"Without the influence of spiritual power, you are nothing in her heart."
Ji Yuanchen's words were like a sharp sword that pierced deep into Fu Chuqing's heart. Although he said that Qiao Yanrou loved him, he was actually afraid that she was affected by her mental power and was not truly moved by him.
Fu Chuqing's face was gloomy: "What does it matter? As long as she can be with me for the rest of her life, it doesn't matter whether she loves me or not."
Ji Yuanchen raised the corners of his lips sarcastically: "Dream on."
The two men were about to fight when they heard the sound of knocking on glass in the flower shop and looked towards the shop at the same time.
I saw that the glass door that had been covered with curtains just now was opened at some point. Qiao Yanrou was standing behind the glass door, and her stunningly beautiful face showed an anxious look.
Qiao Yanrou originally planned to go in and take a shower to see if they had left, but she saw this scene.
She was so scared that she quickly pulled open the curtain and waved at them in panic, asking them to stop fighting.
The two men stopped fighting after she stopped them. Qiao Yanrou, who was standing in the store, breathed a sigh of relief, unlocked the door and stuck her head out: "You promised me that you wouldn't fight anymore."
When facing her, the two men's expressions were gentle and doting, in stark contrast to the tense atmosphere just now.
"Go back to sleep." Fu Chuqing's very low voice softened a lot.
Ji Yuanchen spoke softly and said good night to her.
Qiao Yanrou just nodded at the two men and didn't dare to respond too much, for fear that they would start fighting again if they disagreed.
The curtain of the flower shop was drawn again, and her figure disappeared.
Ji Yuanchen and Fu Chuqing had no intention of fighting again, but their eyes were filled with icy coldness when they looked at each other.
Qiao Yanrou spent more than a month in fear, being cautious in this situation. She originally thought that the two men would give up, but not only did they not give up, they clung to her even tighter, often making her feel breathless.
She had no choice but to choose no one. Fortunately, Ji Yuanchen's existence allowed her to escape from Fu Chuqing's control. The breakup she had said before was now valid, otherwise how could she have endured it.
As autumn turned to winter, although it was not yet snowy season*, a flow of cold air swept through the city where she lived.
The winter sky was gray. Qiao Yanrou was wearing a long cashmere coat with a thin white coat underneath, jeans, and a pair of brown mid-boots.
Her black hair was shiny and her dazzlingly beautiful face was carefully arranging bouquets and green plants. She walked around in the shop full of green plants and flowers. Passersby who passed by the door and happened to glance inside would stop and be stunned by her.
At noon, a guest came to exchange flowers. Qiao Yanrou told the guest the different meanings of several flowers and selected the most suitable bouquet for him.
Her gentle appearance made the men who came to buy flowers blush unconsciously, and even felt embarrassed to look at her.
"Can you deliver flowers from your shop?" the customer asked.
Qiao Yanrou hesitated for a few seconds: "Is it far from here?" She rarely drove the car given to her by Ji Yuanchen and Fu Chuqing. If the guest needed it, she could drive it there.
"It's very close, in the villa area inside. I'll give you the address. I'm holding a party there this afternoon."
Perhaps fearing she might misunderstand, the male customer added, "I have no ill intentions. I just wanted to give my friend a surprise."
Qiao Yanrou looked in the direction he pointed, and the villa that Ji Yuanchen and Fu Chuqing had given her was also there.
"Okay, leave me the address and I'll send it over this afternoon."
Seeing that she agreed, the male customer was very happy to see her again in the afternoon. He left his address and the exchanged food and left.
Qiao Yanrou carried the bouquet he had chosen, which symbolized long-lasting friendship, into the store and picked up a spray bottle to moisturize the flowers.
After a while, Fu Chuqing and Ji Yuanchen walked into the store carrying lunch. They had to go out for something soon. Qiao Yanrou did not tell them that she was going to deliver flowers in the afternoon because the distance was not far and it would only take more than ten minutes to go back and forth.
If I tell them, they will probably compete with each other to send flowers and argue for half a day.
In the afternoon, at the time specified by the other party, Qiao Yanrou closed the store door more than ten minutes in advance and drove to the villa area.
There was a person with special abilities guarding the villa area. She had just lowered the car window and hadn't even announced who she was going in to look for. The person with special abilities just glanced at her and readily let her in.
Qiao Yanrou felt a little strange. Why was the security here so lax? Could it be that these two psychics saw that she was a rudimentary water psychic with no threat?
Afraid of missing time, she didn't have time to think about it. She drove into the villa area and looked for the house number according to the address given by the guest.
After driving around for a while, they heard laughter and chatter coming from a nearby villa. Qiao Yanrou guessed that it was there.
I went over to look at the house number and it matched the address left by the guest.
Qiao Yanrou got out of the car, took out the bouquet of flowers from the back seat, and rang the doorbell of the villa.
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