"Who else could it be, of course it's Ms. Yan's admirer!" A young girl immediately leaned in with a grin and said, "Mr. Ye, why didn't you bring Ms. Yan any roses for Qixi today? Even if it's not roses, at least a box of chocolates, right? Hehe, if you don't even have these, don't you think that's over the top?"
"How could there not be?" Ye Chen flashed a grin and pulled a rose out of his coat like magic. It was a bud, not yet in bloom. Ye Chen held the rose, then gave it a gentle blow with his mouth, and the flower bud instantly opened up its heart, petals spreading out like red lips. Ye Chen laughed and said, "Too many flowers can't highlight the beauty of the rose, one is enough, just look at this flower. It's just like Ms. Yan, beautiful and captivating, sexy and enchanting!"
"Chen, you sure have a way with words!" Ms. Yan showed a hint of a smile.
