Chapter 34

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Liang Zhao was stunned. She didn’t expect Yun Si to be so cold.

“I … I want to buy ten white roses.”

Yun Si spun her pen, nodded, and got up to pick the flowers.

Yun Si was cold and indifferent, but she was a completely different person in front of Mu Hanyan.

Liang Zhao looked around for a while. She suddenly said, “How about ten more white hibiscuses? Our boss likes white flowers. He often dresses up his shop with white flowers.”

Yun Si’s hand paused, and her eyes narrowed.

She didn’t say anything and just gave a faint “hmm.”

When Yun Si was making the bouquet, Liang Zhao suddenly smiled and said, “I didn’t expect that our boss would be wooed by a beauty like you. I’ve never seen a girl as good-looking as you.”

Yun Si lowered her head and sneered without saying a word as she neatly wrapped the flowers.

She was cold and indifferent as if she didn’t want to talk to Liang Zhao.

The red spider lily that grew in hell was the most sensitive to the evil and malicious intent of ghosts.

She could feel the malicious intent that this person was constantly emitting.

It was thick and black like it was coming from a stinking ditch. It was musty.

Yun Si indirectly ignored her words and did not respond at all.

Liang Zhao smiled with a natural expression. She said, “I’ve been working for Boss for a long time, so I probably know what kind of person he likes. He is a good person and doesn’t usually reject people. Similar things happened before. There was a girl who kept chasing him. After that…”

“That’s 300 dollars in total. Thank you.”

Yun Si handed her the bouquet with one hand and extended the other, indicating that she wanted money.

She smiled and completely ignored Liang Zhao’s words.

Liang Zhao was stunned.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something.

In the end, she took out the money silently.

When she was about to leave, she had more to say.

However, Yun Si was already lying on the table and still didn’t want to talk to her.

Liang Zhao left silently.

With the crisp sound of the wind chimes, the flower shop returned to silence.

The smell of the stinky ditch finally dissipated.

Yun Si quietly stared at the book on the table and pursed her lips.

She realized the malice of humans was no less than that of ghosts.

She didn’t even do anything.

The things she hated would come to her door and wander in front of her.

Did that woman think she was stupid?

How could she not tell that she was secretly sowing discord?

Yun Si wasn’t sure if Mu Hanyan liked white flowers.

But she could ask him herself.

Why did Liang Zhao need to remind her?

Jiuge once said, “Don’t think too much. Don’t just listen to other people’s words. If you’re unhappy, just say it. Two people must talk it out face to face to resolve the problem. Misunderstanding always hurts feelings the most.”

Yun Si coldly snorted and unhappily spun her pen.

There was something wrong with that woman.

…

Evening.

Yun Si tidied up the flowers in the shop and prepared to close the door.

Mu Hanyan walked in from outside.

He saw Yun Si carrying a large flower pot and moving it back inside without a change in expression.

Her slender arms seemed to carry it effortlessly.

After she finished moving the flower pots, she turned around and happened to see Mu Hanyan.

Her eyes lit up, and she ran over.

She hugged his neck, jumped, and hugged him like a koala bear.

“You’re here! I thought I’d have to go back by myself later.”

Mu Hanyan subconsciously held her.