77, This joke is not funny at all.

An Xiaoyu was startled upon hearing this.

"It was you?"

"What, can't it be me?" Chu Mucheng retorted. "Then who did you think it was? Qin Zixiao? Or Shen Yufeng?"

"..." An Xiaoyu took a deep breath, "Chu Mucheng, I don't want to argue with you! But please, don't do such childish things anymore! Otherwise, I will be very troubled!"

Chu Mucheng's expression darkened a shade.

"An Xiaoyu, this is the first time in my life I've given flowers to a woman!"

An Xiaoyu was astounded once again.

Chu Mucheng was famous for his many girlfriends, yet this was supposedly the first time he had given flowers to a woman? Ha, who would believe that!

"Chu Mucheng, please, this joke is not funny at all."

"I'm telling the truth!" Chu Mucheng's voice deepened.

"..."

An Xiaoyu stayed silent, suddenly not knowing how to respond.

Really?

But what does that prove?

An Xiaoyu didn't want to guess, preferring to be an ostrich burying its head in the sand.