After hanging up the phone, Xia Xi took a look at the address of the flower shop. It was on the way and not far from the club where Xu Yanfeng was.
When they arrived at the destination, she paid the fare and asked the driver to go first so that she could walk the rest of the way.
After waiting for less than five minutes, the boss came over. She was a young woman, in her early twenties, not much older than Xia Xi. Xia Xi took the initiative to greet her: "Excuse me for bothering you."
The boss shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay. I heard you sound anxious on the phone, so I guess you need something urgent."
Xia Xi smiled without explaining, waited for the boss to take the key to unlock the door, and followed her in.
In the small warehouse at the back, a batch of flowers were being pushed into triangular cardboard boxes, still unpacked. The boss pulled them out and asked Xia Xi, "What flowers do you want?"
"Rose." Xia Xi said.
The boss put on gloves and squatted down. She put several boxes of roses aside and used scissors to remove the tape on the cardboard. Just as she had said on the phone before, the roses had not been trimmed. The long flower stalks had thorns and messy leaves, and the flowers were wrapped in white nylon mesh.
"How many branches do you want? I'll help you trim and pack them now. You may have to wait a while." The boss opened several cartons in one go. He originally planned to give away the ones he couldn't sell all to relatives and friends tomorrow.
Xia Xi selected them personally, and all the colors she picked were light and elegant, pink, white, and yellow, which matched together and looked fresh and beautiful.
"No need to wrap it, I'll just take it like this."
Xia Xi likes this kind of flower in its original state, which has a bit of wild flavor. It matches her personality very well and is also suitable as a gift to Xu Yanfeng. It would be best if he would think of her as soon as he saw the flower.
"Ah? Are you sure?" The boss, in all his years running the shop, had never encountered such a request from a customer. He was stunned for a moment, then looked at the rose branch that was half a person's height and suggested, "At least the bottom part of the stem should be cut off, and some of the leaves should be removed as well."
"No, just like this, it's fine." Xia Xi ripped off the white plastic netting on the flower. The petals, freed from their restraints, suddenly opened up, their beauty overflowing with beauty. Satisfied, she casually grabbed a piece of old newspaper to wrap it up so it would be easier to hold in her arms. She looked up and asked the shopkeeper, "How much?"
The boss gave her the lowest discount ever, 40% off, because the flowers were leftover and if no one came to buy them, they would be a waste of money.
Xia Xi scanned the code to pay, and walked out of the flower shop holding a bunch of wild yet elegant roses. Walking on the street, she attracted the attention of passers-by. Even the owner of the flower shop ran out just to take a few more glances at her.
The girl had outstanding looks and a very contagious smile. She strode forward with a bouquet of vibrant roses in her hand, as if she were in a movie. She was so beautiful that it was breathtaking and one couldn't take their eyes off her.
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Xia Xi was stopped outside the club, and the front desk told her that non-members were not allowed in. Just like the Maple Leaf Lake Golf Course where she had previously gone to pursue Xu Yanfeng, it was a gathering place for the rich and famous, and ordinary people could not enter.
She freed one hand, took out her cell phone from her bag, and made a voice call to Xu Yanfeng.
She could actually send a message to Fu Li, asking him to come down and pick her up. Fu Li had offended her with a joke last time and had promised her that if she asked for anything, he would go through fire and water to get it. He probably wouldn't refuse such a small request. But she didn't want to do that.
When interacting with people, it is important to keep a distance.
Treat different people with different standards.
But Xia Xi was a little worried. What if Xu Yanfeng didn't answer her call? He had a fickle temperament, like the weather in June, changing at the drop of a hat. While weather changes always had signs, there were no signs of him turning against her.
When she was on the high-speed train, she chatted with Xu Yanfeng on WeChat, but he suddenly stopped replying.
The phone rang in his ears for a while, but the call was not answered. Xia Xi raised his head high and looked at the magnificent building in front of him. He didn't know which floor or box Xu Yanfeng was in.
In the private room on the top floor, Ling Yan, who was sitting relatively close to Xu Yanfeng, glanced at his phone, which had lit up. Someone had called him with a voicemail message, with the note "Only Love XYF." Ling Yan pondered for a moment. Did this mean... "Only Love Xu Yanfeng"?
The other person’s avatar is a very cute red cartoon crab.
Is it a girl?
Ling Yan glanced up at Xu Yanfeng. He was leaning back in his chair, holding a deck of cards. His expression wasn't serious, but rather casual. Although the ringtone wasn't loud, the phone was so close to him, he couldn't have missed it.
He clearly heard it but deliberately ignored it. Ling Yan thought, it must be some girl who was pestering him. He was extremely impatient, so she took the initiative to pick up the phone on the sofa and said to him, "A Feng, do you want me to help you get rid of her?"
Xu Yanfeng glanced at her casually and found that his cell phone was in her hand. His expression suddenly changed. He threw away the cards in his hand and snatched his cell phone from her.
Ling Yan's hand paused awkwardly in mid-air. Intimidated by his pressure, she dared not say a word.
She didn't understand why he reacted so strongly.
The people sitting around the table were confused and had no idea what was going on. Tang Yizhou was the first to speak up: "Xu Er, why did you throw away your cards? I finally got a good hand..."
"I need to take a call." Without even looking at him, Xu Yanfeng interrupted his complaints, stood up, and walked straight to the other end of the box. Standing in front of the French window, he answered Xia Xi's voice call, "What's the matter?"
He had tried his best to push her away and distance himself from her, but she seemed not to notice and kept coming closer, tirelessly breaking down the wall he had built between them.
Xia Xi ignored his cold tone, and her voice was full of joy, as if it could dispel the winter chill: "Come down!"
Xu Yanfeng was puzzled: "What did you say?"
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