Chu Wuyang ordered two hot coffees and handed one over.
"Here, have something hot to drink. You got caught in the rain, so warm your stomach."
The woman took the cup, took a small sip, and then whispered,
"Thanks."
Then, she placed the coffee on the table, lowered her head, and slowly took something out of the bag she had been tightly protecting.
It was an exquisitely packaged box.
The surface is covered with fine and soft plant fiber paper, and shock-absorbing patches are attached to the corners, making it look like a protective shell specially designed for living plants.
The woman moved with exceptional gentleness, carefully tearing open the seal.
As the packaging was gradually peeled back, a clear, tender green color was revealed first.
Seeing that everything was alright, the woman slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Wuyang couldn't help but find the woman's nervous expression amusing.
"The plant you were protecting even in the rain was just a potted plant? There's nothing special about it, why were you so worried?"
The woman gently unpacked the entire package.
"This isn't just any ordinary green plant, look."
A delicate potted green plant is fully displayed, along with two blooming roses.
But those weren't ordinary roses.
Their petals are full and moist, pure white, yet with natural gradient colors at the edges.
Like a white rose unexpectedly stained with a fragmented rainbow in the morning mist, its seven colors intertwined and swirling.
It's surprisingly harmonious.
It's clearly a rare variety that has been carefully cared for for a long time; the petals are tightly rolled and fluffy.
So perfect that it seemed to belong to another world.
Just two blossoms, yet they are more eye-catching than a garden full of spring colors.
Chu Wuyang was stunned and couldn't help but exclaim.
"Oh my god... what kind of flower is this? Is this... a multicolored white rose?"
This was the first time she had ever seen flowers so beautiful, like something out of a fairy tale.
The woman nodded.
“It is indeed multicolored, and it’s called ‘Dream Back’… There’s only this one mother plant left in the world, so I brought it here specifically.”
Chu Wuyang couldn't take her eyes off it and couldn't help but sigh.
"No wonder you cherish these two flowers so much. They're so precious, but they're so delicate. You take them everywhere you go. Aren't you afraid something might happen?"
The woman gently touched the flower petals, her voice tender.
"Actually, this flower was originally kept in my husband's study, and he cultivated it himself."
“When he went on business trips, he would always bring it with him, no matter how troublesome it was.”
"This time... I'm not sure if he forgot to bring it."
"I thought, since I'm here anyway, I might as well bring it over for him."
She paused, then added,
“These flowers are too delicate; even the maids at home can’t take good care of them. Only my husband knows how to do it himself.”
"If he gets distracted by his grandmother's situation and doesn't take care of it, and the flower withers... He's already lost a loved one, and seeing this would probably make him even sadder."
After listening, Chu Wuyang couldn't help but be moved by her earnest and caring expression.
"You're so thoughtful. This flower is so rare, it would be a real shame if it died."
The woman nodded slightly, and then said...
"Actually, there were two pots at the beginning."
As she spoke, she seemed to recall some sweet memories, and her eyes filled with a smile.
"The bouquet I used for my wedding was from a different pot."
Chu Wuyang couldn't help but sigh upon hearing this.
"Wow, a bouquet that your husband planted by hand? That must be one of a kind in the world, so romantic."
The woman smiled gently.
"Yes. If it weren't so rare and precious, I would really like to replace all the flowers at the wedding with it."
Chu Wuyang was also infected by her mood and smiled along with her.
"Your wedding must have been incredibly romantic and beautiful, right?"
To everyone's surprise, the woman gently put the flowers down, but her expression was somewhat melancholy.
"On the contrary, we had a whirlwind wedding, the preparations were rushed, it was just a formality, and there were some unpleasant things on the wedding day..."
She paused, then added in a low voice,
"Actually, I'm quite disappointed."
Which woman doesn't dream of a perfect and grand wedding?
Chu Wuyang chuckled lightly.
"If things were too rushed at the beginning, there's still time to hold a wedding later,"
The woman lowered her eyes and shook her head.
"It's probably unlikely that a replacement can be obtained."
"My husband is a bit withdrawn, aloof, and doesn't like crowds,"
"At first, he didn't even want to have a wedding, thinking it was a waste of time. I had to persuade him for a long time before he reluctantly agreed."
Chu Wuyang was undoubtedly invading other people's privacy, but he felt that something was strange, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
The woman seemed very considerate and caring towards her husband, while her husband appeared indifferent yet deeply concerned for his wife.
However, I just overheard the woman complaining about her husband's withdrawn and aloof personality; perhaps that's just how she handles things.
Just then, a deep whistle sounded from outside.
The coffee shop windows were fogged up, and through the condensation, a black Pagani could be vaguely seen parked on the street, its engine still running.
The car body was hidden in the rain, but it still exuded an imposing aura.
The woman's eyes lit up the moment she saw the car, and she got up and walked towards the door.
Chu Wuyang also picked up her bag and prepared to leave.
Just then, the coffee shop door was pushed open.
A chilly wind and rain swept in, and the wind chimes on the door rang crisply, causing the shop to fall silent for half a second.
The man entered against the light.
The all-black haute couture suit accentuated his tall and slender figure, with a perfectly tailored fit and impeccably straight shoulders that were almost without a single wrinkle.
He is very tall, looking close to 1.9 meters.
Even just standing there casually, he exudes an aura of oppressive authority.
As soon as he appeared, several customers chatting in the store subconsciously looked up, their eyes all falling on him.
This man is indeed exceptionally good-looking.
His eyebrows and eyes were deep and sharp, his nose was straight, his lips were thin, and his features were extremely sharp.
Even without any expression, his face was as cold as a carved piece of jade, beautifully aloof.
And those eyes—so deep they were like dark reefs on the seabed, suppressing emotions, devoid of light, yet dangerous.
He frowned, as if he was a little impatient, or as if he was annoyed by some kind of atmosphere in the shop.
Chu Wuyang was about to lower her head to put on her backpack when she looked up and bumped into that figure.
He froze instantly, as if struck by lightning.
In an instant, it felt like all the blood had been drained, and a buzzing sound filled my ears.
The world has become distant and sluggish.
Her pupils dilated little by little, her gaze fixed on the man's face, her fingertips icy cold.
She didn't even have time to think.
The woman beside him rushed forward with delight, her voice as gentle as a soft drizzle.
"Honey, I've been waiting for you for so long."
husband?
Chu Wuyang's breath hitched, her eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and her blood seemed to freeze.
She stared at that familiar face.
It felt like I'd been hit hard by a blunt object; my mind was in complete chaos.
The man's gaze also fell upon them.
He stared at her coldly and intently.
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