Before Su Yaoyao could finish speaking, Huo Xiting interrupted her.
She couldn't help but look at Yan Huoxiting, only to see the man squat down and look at the little girl, who looked about eleven or twelve years old, speaking in a gentle voice.
"But the older sister next to me is a girl, and she must also really like pretty roses."
As he spoke, he pulled a bunch of the most vibrant red roses from the flower basket and handed her fifty yuan.
"I've bought the flowers."
The little girl took the money and rummaged through her bag for change, but Huo Xiting said no thanks and then pulled the still bewildered Su Yaoyao away.
Su Yaoyao felt a little uncomfortable being pulled by him. Just as she was about to shake him off, the man stopped on his own.
"This is for you."
A vibrant red rose appeared before Su Yaoyao's eyes; she found it beautiful, yet also jarring.
"I……"
Huo Xiting sensed that she wanted to refuse, raised an eyebrow and smiled; "Take it. I already told the girl that you're not my girlfriend. I'm giving you a flower because you're a girl, and I think you'd like pretty things, not because I have any other intentions."
After hearing this, Su Yaoyao couldn't find a reason to refuse, so she could only accept it; "Thank you."
The flowers are beautiful, and the thorny parts have been carefully wrapped up.
This was the first time Su Yaoyao had received flowers.
She felt a strange sensation in her heart and couldn't help but gently smell it under her nose.
It smells so good.
Under the warm glow of the streetlights, the woman lowered her head to smell the flowers, while the man gazed at her with deep affection.
The scene was beautiful and heartwarming, but for Yu Chiyan, it was like a sharp sword piercing straight into his heart, causing him to breathe more rapidly from the pain.
Feeling the condensation and temperature inside the carriage, and listening to the man's heavy breathing, Jiang Chen spoke in a low voice.
"Master, should I go and ask Madam to get in the car?"
Yu Chiyan stared intently out the window, the phone in his hand deformed from his constant grip.
She was actually with Huo Xiting, holding his hand, and even accepted his flowers.
His eyes grew colder and colder.
"Need not."
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