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The large bouquet of flowers was extremely flamboyant and looked like at least a hundred flowers. Ji Qian was dazzled by the sight.

At this moment, a young man wearing a hat came out from behind the flower. He smiled apologetically and said, "Hello, I'm here to deliver the flower. Are you Miss Fu Xingchen?"

Ji Qian opened the door for him and looked at the woman who was drawing inside.

"The one inside is the real one."

The little brother understood and thanked her before bringing the flower to Fu Xingchen.

"Hello, Miss Fu Xingchen. Here is your flower. Please sign for it."

Fu Xingchen stared blankly at the flowers that were as big as two heads. He was momentarily at a loss.

"Mine?"

"You are called Fu Xingchen, right?"

Fu Xingchen nodded.

The young man smiled as if he was happy for her. "That's right. This is a gift personally picked by a man called Mr. Yi."

Mr. Yee?

The corner of Fu Xingchen's mouth twitched. That man still wanted to buy flowers to coax her? You're still so ostentatious?

Fu Xingchen picked up a pen and signed his name before sending off the flowers. After a moment of thought, he placed the flowers on the table in front of the sofa.

Ji Qian, who was about to leave, turned around and looked at the flowers that filled the entire table just like Fu Xingchen. She didn't know what to feel.

"Champagne roses. Director Fu was sent to the company not long ago."

Listening to her slightly sour tone, Fu Xingchen could not be bothered with her. He simply took off the card hanging between the flowers and looked at it.

The card read: Don't be angry.

This man.

Fu Xingchen could not help but smile. Actually, she wasn't angry when she was on her way to work. She also didn't like to quarrel with people who cared about her, so she had already thought it through.

He just didn't expect this person to come out again.

Looking at the faint smile at the corner of Fu Xingchen's mouth, Ji Qian's teeth were itching from hatred. She glanced at the card in Fu Xingchen's hand and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed across her eyes.

However, she still smiled and asked, "Director Fu, do you know the flowery phrase for the champagne rose?"

"I don't know."

It wasn't easy for this man to give her flowers, so she didn't expect him to give her a floral romance.

"There are 111 of these champagne roses, and their flowery words are..." After saying that, she glanced at the card in Fu Xingchen's hand and continued, "The words used to describe these flowers are boundless love."

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Why was there so many good things waiting for her the moment this woman took her post?

Endless Love...

Fu Xingchen was stunned. He couldn't help but look at the words on the card again. After confirming that they were written by Tang Yijie, he then looked at the champagne. He was puzzled.

Did the shop assistant mistake the number of flowers?

Would Tang Yijue give him this kind of flower? Impossible.

"Director Fu, I won't disturb you any longer." She could not stay a moment longer.

After Ji Qian left, Fu Xingchen took out a champagne rose from the large bouquet and sniffed it with the tip of his nose.

It was so fragrant.

Fu Xingchen's magnificent lips slightly fluttered, showing her good mood.

She sat down in the swivel chair at her desk and inserted the flowers into the delicate vial beside her computer. No matter how one looked at it, it looked pretty good as they admired their own masterpiece.

"..."

In the afternoon, Fu Xingchen got off work early and rode with Ji Qian to the most famous Maple Garden in Jiang City.

As soon as the two got off the car, the manager of the Maple Garden welcomed them. Because he was smiling, his cheeks were slightly wrinkled, but he was especially amiable. He wore an old green-military overcoat, and was an extremely amiable old grandpa.

"If you don't come soon, then this place won't be opened. Little ladies, quickly come in."

Ji Qian only felt disgust towards this old man, but she could only endure it. However, she couldn't bring herself to smile.

Fu Xingchen mocked her in his heart as he saw through Ji Qian's thoughts. However, he still had a carefree smile on his face.

"Thank you grandpa, can you show us around?"

"Of course." The old grandpa happily accepted.

Joy appeared on Fu Xingchen's face as the two of them followed the old grandpa into the garden.

As soon as he entered the garden, he saw a faint red color, and the ground was covered with faint red maple leaves. It was like a gentle flame blooming in the whole park.