Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qiao Mianmian looked at him for a while from a few meters away. After a moment’s hesitation, she was just about to walk towards him when he looked up and faced her.
The man smiled once he saw her and immediately kept his cell phone.
Then, Qiao Mianmian saw him turn around and reach into the car, before taking out a huge bouquet of red roses.
The handsome man, the red roses, and his smile caught the attention of many around them. He then slowly walked towards her.
He stopped before her and handed the roses—still dotted with dew—to her. “Miss Qiao, I passed by a florist and got you some flowers. I hope you like it.”
All the young guys in school couldn’t hold a candle to him, be it in terms of looks or other aspects.
His aura was unique and slightly cold, and it made the girls around hesitate to approach him, even if they wanted to so badly.
But now, those girls saw him handing a bouquet of flowers to Qiao Mianmian.
And giving her such an attractive and gentle smile.
He became a completely different person from the distant and cold man who’d been standing alone.
Qiao Mianmian was a little stunned by the huge bouquet of red roses and only reached out to receive it a few seconds later.
The flowers were a little heavy, so she rested it against her arm when she received it. She could feel that people around were looking at them. She whispered, “Why did you get me flowers again?”
Mo Yesi smiled. “Aren’t I pursuing you now? I heard that women like receiving flowers. So, do you like it?”
Qiao Mianmian was speechless.
She did like it.
Every woman liked receiving flowers.
But this was too frequent, and each time, he bought so many of them. She felt that it was such a waste.
Seeing that she was deep in thought, Mo Yesi placed a hand on her head gently. “It’s just a bouquet of flowers. It’s fine as long as you like it.”
If she loved them, he could get her a bouquet every day.
The girls were practically squealing when they saw what he was doing.
“Woah, he dotes on her so much.”
“Who knew that such a cold-looking man could have a soft and gentle side, too.”
“That girl’s Qiao Mianmian from the Performing Arts faculty, right? Have you seen the school forum? That man must be the rich second-generation heir that she’d just managed to get hold of. She’s so capable. It hasn’t been that long since her breakup, and she’s managed to find another rich and handsome man already.”
“She’s a capable sl*t. I heard that she started going after rich heirs since her high school days. She has more than enough experience.”
“Why do sl*ts like her always manage to find the good guys, and even have a way to trick them into thinking of her as such a gentle, kind, and innocent girl. Meanwhile, the truly good girls always get the jerks. This is unfair.”
“That’s because they’re good at putting up a front and happen to be born with an innocent-looking face. Men are single-celled organisms, they can’t tell the difference between what’s true and what’s false. Only girls know one another.”
“She apparently had an abortion back when she was in high school? How could a sl*t with such a messy private life get such an outstanding man? Don’t these men ever check on her background?”