A Sincere Confession

"Shouldn't you ask the florist? Do I sound like I know?"

Mu Feichi had been out of touch in terms of anything romance-related. He hadn't done anything like this in years, and the question from Gu Baifan had left him frozen in thought.

He must offer Yun Xi the best of everything or nothing at all.

As much as it would be a simple confession, and he would be repeating the words he said to her daily, Mu Feichi wanted to do it with sincerity.

"Red roses represent love. What do you think, Young Master?"

"Sure."

Hanging up the call, he turned to Qi Yuan who was standing at his side watching everything. After a moment of deliberation, he spoke up. "Could you and Feng Rui prepare all my military medals and decorations from the safe and wait for me by the Mu Mansion gates?"

"Understood, Young Commander." Qi Yuan was already a step ahead of him. He nodded and dragged the still-puzzled Feng Rui into the car.