The florist's brother had filled the whole secretary desk with fresh flowers, rivaling an actual flower shop in grandeur. One glance and it was apparent that it was a lavish gesture.
Jin Min went to look for a note, and the florist's brother cheerfully handed her a card.
Jin Min quickly passed it to Weilan.
Weilan opened the exquisite card, saw the quite imposing handwriting inside, and read the message—
"Dear Miss Shen Weilan, after beholding your elegance yesterday, I can't stop thinking about you. Your voice and smile linger in my eyes all night. I'm deeply attracted to your noble qualities; you are the most adorable person in the modern era. You have won me over with your generosity and kindness—I couldn't sleep all night. I believe I've fallen in love with you at first sight. Weilan, may I call you that? Yours affectionately, Qin."
Qin?
Which Qin is this?
Qin Mofeng?
No way, right?
But what other Qin could it be?
Yesterday, she met a total of two people surnamed Qin.