It was indeed from him.
An Ruo spoke indifferently, "Don’t send any more in the future. I won’t sign for your flowers again."
Having said that, she hung up the phone. But Tang Yuchen didn’t listen to her at all, and he continued to send flowers every day. If she didn’t sign for them, the delivery guy would just stand at the door and not leave.
Having no other choice, she reluctantly signed for them and then threw the flowers into the trash can.
Did he think that by sending flowers to her every day, she would be moved?
This trick might work on unsuspecting young girls, but it had no effect on her whatsoever.
Mo Hua seemed very busy lately and didn’t have time to visit her, only managing to call her during a break in his busy schedule. When he came to see her again, several days had passed.
He came to pick her up after work, and the two of them were going to have dinner. As they walked out of the building, Tang Yuchen’s car stopped in front of them again.
A shadow suddenly crossed Mo Hua’s eyes. An Ruo also worried that Yuchen had something he needed from her, and that she would have to leave Mo Hua behind again.
Tang Yuchen approached her and said, "Kangkang has had a cold these last few days, and today he wants to see you."
"He has a cold? Is it serious?" An Ruo asked anxiously.
"It’s not very serious, but he has been on medication for the past couple of days."
An Ruo really wanted to question him about how he was taking care of the child, but she also understood that it was the changing of the seasons, and the child could have gotten sick even if he were with her.
"Let’s go, come with me to see him," Tang Yuchen urged her.
Inside, An Ruo was torn. The child was sick, and she was distressed and anxious to see him. But what about Mo Hua? Should she leave him behind again?
She began to suspect that Tang Yuchen was deliberately sabotaging her.
"An Ruo, why don’t I accompany you both?" Mo Hua suggested. He didn’t want to be left behind by her again this time.
Tang Yuchen snorted coldly, "There’s no need for you to follow, and I won’t welcome you either."
"It’s fine, I can wait outside for An Ruo to come out," Mo Hua said carelessly.
Tang Yuchen sneered, "But I don’t want you to follow. What should we do about that?"
"This road isn’t owned by you. I can go wherever I want, it’s none of your business," Mo Hua retorted.
An Ruo, worried that Mo Hua would be insulted, tugged at his hand and whispered, "I can go by myself, you don’t have to put yourself through the trouble. Why don’t you go back first, and I’ll come to see you later in the evening, okay?"
Mo Hua gave her a tender smile, "It’s no trouble at all, I would be worried if you went with him. Let me go with you, please. I don’t want to be left behind again."
His last sentence struck directly at An Ruo’s soft spot.
Tang Yuchen’s face turned icy, and Mo Hua’s words sounded utterly repulsive to him no matter how he heard them.
He clenched his fists secretly and said to An Ruo indifferently, "Are you coming or not? Otherwise, I’ll leave."
Anxiety showed on An Ruo’s face. Of course, she was going. Kangkang was her life, and now that he was sick, she was practically frantic.
Immediately, Mo Hua took her hand, insistent, "Let’s go, we’ll go together."
He pulled her with him swiftly towards his car, opened the door for her to get in, and then took his place behind the wheel.
Tang Yuchen’s expression turned even uglier. He had planned for An Ruo to ride in his car, and now his plan was thwarted. And he couldn’t just forcibly pull An Ruo out of Mo Hua’s car and stuff her into his own.
"Tang Yuchen, can you move it along?" An Ruo stuck her head out, urging him impatiently.