Ai Li’s gaze involuntarily followed the sound, and she saw a person resembling a delivery man entering at the door; he was holding a large cluster of flowers in his hands, not bright red roses but champagne-colored ones.
Those roses, each one lifelike and delicate, seemed to drip with tenderness, the petals still beaded with dew, as if they had just been picked from the estate.
Someone with sharp eyes immediately recognized that these were imported champagne roses and couldn’t help exclaiming, "These roses are so expensive, one could cost us a month’s salary, and now this whole cluster, how much would that be!"
"Wow, who’s making such a grand gesture? Looks like it’s for our Sister Ai Li again. So envious~"
One by one, people voiced their thoughts, all clucking with admiration, and Ai Li snapped out of her surprise, smiling broadly, her makeup-perfect face unable to hide the joy that bloomed there, her eyes even shimmering slightly.
She couldn’t think, for a moment, who would spend so much to send her such costly and beautiful flowers, truly delightful!
She couldn’t help but put down the cheap roses in her hands, took a few steps forward, ready to receive the flowers from the delivery man’s hand and accept everyone’s envious gazes.
However, the delivery man looked up and asked, "Excuse me, who is Miss Ling Chuxia?" Read full story at novelꞁire.net
The hand Ai Li had stretched out suddenly stiffened, her face still wearing a raised smile, somewhat in disbelief, "Ling Chuxia?"
"Yes, Miss Ling Chuxia! Is that you?"
"You... you mean, these flowers are for Ling Chuxia? Are you sure you got the name right?" Ai Li’s voice involuntarily raised slightly, her eyes widening.
The delivery man was startled by Ai Li’s tone, subconsciously glanced again at the order in his hand, and saw the name Ling Chuxia confirmed, he nodded affirmatively, "Yes, it’s for Miss Ling Chuxia."
Then, he looked past Ai Li, called out loudly, "Excuse me, who is Miss Ling Chuxia? Your flowers are here!"
With the delivery man’s words, everyone in the office turned their heads simultaneously towards Ling Chuxia, eyes twinkling with disbelief—such expensive flowers, sent to Ling Chuxia?
Even Ling Chuxia herself was taken aback, blinking in astonishment, somewhat unable to keep up, "Me? These flowers, are for me?"
"Yes, Miss Ling Chuxia, these flowers are for you, please sign for them," the delivery man said after identifying Ling Chuxia, ignoring Ai Li standing in front of him, proceeding to hand the flowers directly to Ling Chuxia.
Ling Chuxia looked at the beautiful roses in a daze, utterly confused, until Lin Shasha nudged her, "Xiaxia, what are you spacing out for? Hurry up and sign for them!"
Ling Chuxia mechanically signed her name, the delivery man put down the flowers and then left.
Right then, all those who had been surrounding Ai Li gathered around Ling Chuxia’s desk, chirping with curiosity, "Chuxia, who sent you these flowers?"
"Such a grand gesture, is it from an admirer?"
These questions filled Ling Chuxia with confusion; she herself didn’t know what was going on, she glanced at the cluster of flowers and noticed a small card tucked within, quickly reaching for it.
She unfolded the card, and inside was a single line—"I am only infatuated with you."
And the signature was: Sunshine.