"You don't like it?"
Shirley's hands froze in the air, her expression a little awkward. "Jim said you like purple carnations the most. It seems that guy doesn't know you well. I won't let go of him when I get back!
"Then what kind of flower do you like? I'll immediately buy some for you..."
Eliza pushed her sunglasses and raised her chin, saying arrogantly, "No, I used to like purple carnations. When I saw you holding it, I hated it."
Shirley was stunned.
How cruel the words were.
Shirley was so embarrassed at that time.
If it was someone else who was so arrogant, she would have retaliated.
However, it was Eliza who was an outstanding and beautiful lawyer. Shirley would only feel that she was so cool, and Shirley appreciated her so much!
"It's okay. You can hate me, but the flowers are innocent. Don't hate them. If such beautiful carnations are disliked, they will cry..."