"???" Ji Zhinan hadn't shown such a speechless expression in a long time.
I remember the last time I had this expression was when I was speechless in front of the Mu and Ji families.
Ji Zhinan's lips twitched: "Are we that close?"
He confessed his feelings right away, which was completely unexpected.
Wang Haoran didn't care about her attitude at all and said seriously, "It's okay if you don't understand me. We'll have plenty of time to get to know each other once we're together."
Seeing his confident and radiant demeanor, it was as if he was about to be surrounded by a rainbow of light. No one knew who gave him such confidence, but he seemed to have Ji Zhinan in the bag. Ji Zhinan didn't dare to ask.
Putting down his phone, Ji Zhinan's interest was piqued. He rested his elbow on the stone table, propped his head up, and looked at him with a half-smile.
"It seems the young master loves women, yet doesn't truly love women."
Wang Haoran was completely bewildered by her tongue-twisting words.
She glanced at the thousand bouquets of red roses in his arms: "Roses are indeed a classic bouquet symbolizing love, but not all girls like roses. Preferences differ; some people find roses romantic, while a few find them tacky, unbearably tacky."
She paused for a moment, then continued, "Coincidentally, I am one of those few people."
"..." Wang Haoran's expression froze. He had given away so many roses, and Ji Zhinan was the first to say that he was unbearably vulgar.
Seeing his expression, Ji Zhinan knew that this young master was experiencing his first setback in love, which further confirmed his reputation as a scumbag.
He does love, so he boldly expresses his love; yet he also doesn't love, so he doesn't spend time understanding a girl's psychology, being so perfunctory in every aspect, assuming that a girl will be moved to tears just by seeing flowers.
As if that wasn't enough of a provocation, Ji Zhinan gave him a serious once-over and said with a playful expression, "Next time, Young Master, you send such a big bouquet of roses to your 'favorite,' remember to find a bodyguard who's over 185cm tall to help you carry them. The roses are too big, and Young Master's height isn't an advantage to begin with. The combination of the two will make Young Master look even shorter."
Heaven and earth can bear witness that Ji Zhinan was seriously offering his advice.
Wang Haoran is a little over 1.7 meters tall, and the bouquet of roses, including the ribbons, is more than a meter long. When he stands there holding the roses, only half of his head can be seen.
"..." This was the first time Wang Haoran had been humiliated like this.
Ji Zhinan looked down at the documents on the table, tidying them up briefly, and said calmly as he worked, "If I were you, I would have turned around and left after hearing the first sentence, at least I could have saved face."
A small crowd of onlookers had already gathered in the distance, excitedly watching the spectacle.
Wang Haoran came to his senses and, unexpectedly, did not get angry; instead, his gaze became even more determined.
He knew she was special, unlike those women who only cared about his status and money.
He stared at Ji Zhinan and said seriously, "We're not even together yet, so why do you think I'm not good enough for you? You can't take away my right to love you."
Ji Zhinan frowned, her expression already showing impatience. If this weren't a school campus, and Wang Haoran had blocked the only path to the pavilion, she would have already given him a good beating and left.
"I think I told you before that I have a fiancé." She spoke calmly, using the last bit of patience in her voice: "My fiancé is an exceptional woman, beautiful and talented, with a commanding presence. She is aloof and arrogant when she is strategizing in the business world, but gentle and refined when she is with me. The young master is not even one percent as good as my fiancé."
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