Lin Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw Ji Qingyan's message.
If she wanted a rose, why couldn't she just ask for one?
Lin Yi, "That'll depend on my mood."
A few minutes later, the phone was still silent.
Lin Yi guessed that Ji Qingyan might have seen it, but she didn't reply.
She was fully displaying her prideful nature.
Lin Yi rubbed his chin. It didn't seem like much fun just sending one bouquet.
He looked at the time and realized that it was only eight in the evening. The flower shop should still be open in the city that never sleeps.
If he used his time wisely, he should still be able to make it.
After making up his mind, Lin Yi drove to Wenshun Road in
This was the main flower street in Zhonghai. High, middle, and low-end flower shops could all be found here.