Who Dares To Trifle With His Woman?

The delivery man bobbed his head to show his face, which was behind the bouquet, with some difficulty.

She felt antagonized by now. Why was there a bouquet again at such an odd, late hour? Hadn't there been a bouquet earlier that day?

"Miss Ye Erruo?" he muttered as he eyed the bunch of flowers.

"Yes, that's right. I saw you walking out of the mansion so you should know Miss Ye Erruo. If you don't, then I do apologize. Sorry to bother you." Just as the woman was about to speak, she was stopped by her man.

"Who's the sender?" he asked the man in return, his voice unusually soft.

The delivery man took a look at the order receipt. "I'm sorry, but there's no mention of the sender here. My colleague delivered a bouquet to Miss Ye Erruo earlier today. However, he wasn't free in the evening, so he asked me to help with the delivery. He told me to look for the servant, Xiao Mei."

The woman was absolutely incandescent. "I'm Ye Erruo."