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After An Xiaochu arrived at the flower shop, she quickly adapted to the environment of the place. This was actually a two-story house. The first floor was a flower shop, while the second floor was a small bedroom that allowed people to rest and settle in.

"I have something to take care of for the past two days. I might not be able to take care of the work in the store, so I'll have to trouble you to help me pack up." The Lady Boss said with a smile.

An Xiaochu replied happily. There wasn't much work done in the flower shop, during the day, she only needed to pour some water on the fresh flowers and receive the guests.

Looking at the colorful flowers in front of him, An Xiaochu suddenly had an idea.

"Mm, change to your new profile pic."

Just as she was about to put away her phone, An Xiaochu's eyes swept across the scene before her. Amongst the red and green leaves, a brilliant blue light suddenly entered her line of sight.

"What is this?" An Xiaochu muttered and could not help but walk over.

The gorgeous blue color was especially bright in the multicolored flowers. The royal blue petals were sprinkled with bits of silver powder. From a distance, it really did look like the Milky Way in the universe.

An Xiaochu bent over to look at the unknown flower, until she heard the clear sound of the wind chime.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" An Xiaochu immediately regained her senses, and welcomed him with a smile.

The person who came was a young man. He was dressed in casual attire and had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Unavoidably, he gave off a literary aura.

"Give me a bunch of red carnations. It's my mother's birthday." The man smiled, humbly and gently.

An Xiaochu immediately had a good impression of her. She quickly found a red carnations and took out a dozen or so, wrapped them in colorful wrapping paper and tied them with a beautiful butterfly knot at the end.

This was a skill that the Lady Boss had personally taught her a few days ago. After trying so many times, she was naturally skillful in it.

"I've never seen you before. Are you new here?"

"Yes." An Xiaochu smiled and nodded, then passed the flower bouquet in her hand to the man in front of him.

"Thank you." The man reached out to take it, but just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly thought of something and said, "Right, the flower you saw just now was a Blue Rose."

An Xiaochu was startled: "So this is a Blue Rose?"

The young man smiled and nodded: "That bunch of flowers consisted of 33 Blue Rose s, paired with Stone Bamboo Plum and leaves decorated with gold. Do you know what its floral language is?"

An Xiaochu shook her head.

"My only one." The man raised the glasses on his nose and chuckled, "So, many people choose this kind of flower when proposing marriage."

An Xiaochu nodded as if she understood something: "Looks like Mister knows a lot about these flowers."

"I have some connections. I've opened a flower shop before." From start to finish, the man had a faint smile on his face. "Lady, I hope that you will be able to receive such a flower as well."

"Haha, thank you so much. With your blessings, I think I'll definitely receive it." She did not expect that the other party would suddenly drag him into it, causing An Xiaochu to be unable to react in time.

In the days that the Lady Boss wasn't around, An Xiaochu managed the flower shop very well. In the evening, she locked the shop's door and hid herself in the small room on the second floor, reading books, eating snacks, and browsing through Weibo.

However, the days of leisure were not long.

"Ring, ring, ring!"

"Welcome!" An Xiaochu was squatting on the ground, watering the fresh flowers. Right now, whenever she heard the wind chime, she would instinctively say that she would welcome it.

After waiting for a while, An Xiaochu still did not hear the customer's voice, and thought that the wind had blown the bell again. She shrugged her shoulders, and continued with her work.

"What kind of man are you, what kind of man …" When she searched for news of her beloved bean, An Xiaochu was in a good mood and couldn't help but to start humming a little tune.

Just as An Xiaochu was about to stand up to fill the water bottle, she suddenly felt darkness in front of him.

"Hmm?" Was it going to rain again?

An Xiaochu raised her gaze slightly, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes instantly entered her eyes.

A customer?

"Welcome, what do you need?" She brushed the dust from her knees and tried to stand up.

"An Xiaochu." Her name was spoken in a cold voice.

Such a familiar yet ice-cold voice …

An Xiaochu's heart skipped a beat, her legs went soft, and she sat down on the ground with her butt.

"Sigh …" She couldn't help but exclaim softly as her buttocks touched the ground.

"An Xiaochu, it has been three days since we last met. Qin Ziang wore a well-ironed suit with distinct black and white tones, giving off a kind of oppressive and cold feeling.

He leaned against the counter and sized up the people on the floor with an impudent gaze.

An Xiaochu clenched his teeth and stood up. She held it in for a long time before she finally stopped swearing.

"Qin Ziang, why are you here?"

Qin Ziang raised his eyebrows, "Why can't I come?"

"You … Send someone to follow me? " An Xiaochu frowned, thinking back to the man in the peaked cap who was a little suspicious.

How shameless and despicable.

"It seems that you are not stupid."

She calmly dusted off the dust on her pants, picked up the empty kettle on the floor, and with her eyebrows slightly raised, she unrestrainedly smiled: "What, we've only been apart for a few days, and you can't help but want to see me?"

Qin Ziang was slightly stunned, as if he did not expect her to actually say this to him.

"Why do you have to go through so much trouble to find someone to follow me? Why do you want to know more about my situation?" An Xiaochu raised her head and looked at the person in front of him, and laughed: "Qin Ziang, you can't have fallen for me, right?"

Qin Ziang could not bear it any longer, and grabbed An Xiaochu's wrist with his big hand. An Xiaochu was startled, and the water bottle in his hand fell to the ground.

"An Xiaochu, these words are not something you can say." There was a hint of anger in her cold voice.

An Xiaochu did not buy into his trick, and retorted: "Are you admitting it now?"

The look in Qin Ziang's eyes started to turn from sullen and angry to a little hot. In the end, he managed to restrain his temper and did not want to bother with the woman in front of him anymore.

"Alright, pack up and come with me."

An Xiaochu was surprised, and suddenly found his words to be funny: "Follow you? Where to? Why should I go with you? "

She thought that it would be unavoidable for her to be pressured by Qin Ziang's anger again, but she didn't expect him to not do so.

Both of Qin Ziang's hands were in his pockets, and he walked towards An Xiaochu, but before he could retreat, his waist was wrapped with both of his hands.

An Xiaochu's body stiffened.

Qin Ziang's deep voice that carried a smile entered his ears: "You don't have any meat on your waist, I feel very uncomfortable touching it, quickly pack it up, I'll take you to dinner."

Eating? Heh, what is this? Was he giving her a piece of candy with a slap?

Did he really think of her as a three year old child?

"I'm not going." An Xiaochu pushed him away.

"It's not up to you." Qin Ziang squinted his eyes dangerously, and without saying a word, Er Hu walked over with big strides.

Once again, An Xiaochu carried An Xiaochu on her shoulder like a sack of rice, and walked out of the shop …

"Qin Ziang, no one is more bastard than you!"

"Do you think you can make me forgive you for treating me to a meal?"

"I tell you, it's impossible! I, An Xiaochu, am a person with principles! "

Along the way, An Xiaochu kept chattering about the people in front of him. However, Qin Ziang looked as if she did not care and allowed her to criticize him.

The black Bentley stopped in front of a Western Restaurant's entrance as Qin Ziang got off the car with An Xiaochu.

"Let me go, I can walk by myself!" An Xiaochu, who was tightly hugged by Qin Ziang, felt especially uncomfortable.

"I know, you not only know how to walk, but also how to run." Qin Ziang's indifferent voice came from above.

An Xiaochu puffed her nose and glared, giving up on the pointless struggle.

Qin Ziang chose a corner to sit in and looked at the dim chandelier above him. He couldn't help but silently curse: Why did he choose such a dark place when there were so many empty seats and he didn't want to sit?

Someone suddenly knocked on his forehead, causing An Xiaochu to come back to her senses.

"Are you talking bad about me again?" Qin Ziang smiled.

"Hmph." An Xiaochu turned her face away.

Pushing the menu over, Qin Ziang crossed his legs and leaned against the sofa: "Let's see if there's anything I like to eat."

"Hongmen Feast?" An Xiaochu raised her eyebrows, her eyes becoming more alert.

Another "thump" sound came from her forehead, and An Xiaochu was finally unable to endure any longer: "Qin Ziang!"

"What's going on in your head all day long? Am I that terrible to you? " Qin Ziang looked to be in a bad mood.

An Xiaochu didn't want to argue with him anymore, so she pushed the menu back.

"This is my treat."

"I won't eat!" An Xiaochu turned her gaze away with determination.

The look in Qin Ziang's eyes changed slightly as the corner of his mouth hooked up into a demonic smile: "Not eat? "Really?"

"En!"

"I saw you wandering around alone recently, so I brought you out to improve your food. I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful."

An Xiaochu had to endure for a long time before she managed to suppress the urge to punch someone.

"Qin Ziang, don't you remember? Just a few days ago, I had already drawn a clear line between us! " An Xiaochu knocked the table and reminded the person in front of him.

"Is that so? I don't remember. " Qin Ziang's gaze was somewhat doubtful and innocent.

Just as An Xiaochu was about to flare up, she raised her hand and snapped her fingers: "Waiter!"

A waiter in a burgundy suit and waistcoat came over and asked, "Sir and Miss, do you need anything?"

Qin Ziang roughly flipped through the menu. His slender white fingers lightly tapped on it, acting decently as he said in a refined manner, "Give me two steaks, one for 5% of the steak, and one for …"

He raised his head and looked at the smelly face of An Xiaochu, and chuckled: "I'll have the other one."