Looking at Lu Qingzhou's teasing gaze, Old Man Chen wished he could press Lu Qingzhou to the ground and rub him against the ground.
He took a few steps forward, gently pulled Lu Qingzhou aside, and lowered his voice, which carried a hint of reproach and helplessness: "You brat, didn't you say you were going to buy flowers to take back to the company? Why did you ask my Xiaoxi out?"
Although his tone contained reproach, it conveyed more of the embarrassment of having his secret exposed.
Lu Qingzhou chuckled awkwardly and winked mischievously, "Uncle Chen, you're the same way."
The two exchanged a glance and smiled knowingly.
Looking at Old Man Chen's crisp Zhongshan suit and then at Zhang Ruoshui's carefully dressed appearance, Chen Xiaoxi's eyes were full of teasing: "Dad, Aunt Zhang, have we disturbed you?"
"No, no, well... we were just browsing around."
Old Chen's eyes darted around, and he hurriedly explained.
Zhang Ruoshui feigned calmness and echoed, "Yes, it was just a chance encounter, we just chatted."
Chen Xiaoxi and Lu Qingzhou exchanged a glance, a hint of a smile flashing in their eyes.
Suddenly, Chen Xiaoxi chuckled: "Since we've run into each other, how about we sit down and have a cup of coffee together?"
Lu Qingzhou suppressed a laugh, looked at them, and shrugged: "I'm fine, but I don't know about you guys, Uncle Chen...?"
Inside the coffee shop,
The warm yellow light gently poured down, enveloping the round table where the four people sat in a hazy glow.
The air was filled with the rich aroma of coffee, but it couldn't mask the faint awkwardness that had just lingered.
The waiter carefully brought the coffee to the table, the rising steam like a soft veil, trying to quietly dispel the slightly delicate atmosphere.
Zhang Ruoshui held a small silver spoon in her hand, stirring her coffee slowly. She glanced at Lu Qingzhou and Zhang Ruoshui sitting opposite them, breaking the silence first: "Aren't you two working today?"
Lu Qingzhou chuckled and glanced at Old Man Chen: "You have to focus on work, but you can't neglect your love life either, don't you think, Uncle Chen?"
Upon hearing this, Old Chen rolled his eyes inwardly. "You're really targeting me, aren't you?"
He gave an awkward smile, took a sip of his coffee, and nodded.
Chen Xiaoxi's gaze inadvertently fell on the bouquet of carnations next to Zhang Ruoshui. The pink petals were layered and very beautiful.
She blinked her big eyes, then suddenly smiled mischievously: "Aunt Zhang, this bouquet of flowers is so beautiful!"
Zhang Ruoshui's gaze swept lightly across their faces, and she naturally knew what these young people were thinking.
I decided not to hide it anymore and said with a smile, "It is indeed beautiful. Old Chen bought it!"
Chen Xiaoxi turned to look at Old Man Chen, her tone full of teasing: "Dad, don't you usually hate wasting money on flowers?"
Old Man Chen looked at Chen Xiaoxi, his heart...
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