PPS Chapter 176

Chapter 176: He’s Hard to Please, Needs a Huge Bouquet

Chapter 176: He’s Hard to Please, Needs a Huge Bouquet

If Xie Haoran had any sense, he would have noticed the loopholes in Chu Zhaoyi’s logic.

He had lived in the Xie family for so many years, how could he not see how deep Xie Tingyun and Zhang Anru’s feelings were?

How could Xie Tingyun have a so-called illegitimate child?

And how could Li Yurong have sincerely treated him as her own biological son?

If according to Chu Zhaoyi’s story, why hadn’t Li Yurong’s sister, Xie Tingyun’s so-called “mistress,” ever appeared? And where was the third child born in the same hospital?

Chu Zhaoyi’s casually fabricated story was easily believed by the already crazed Xie Haoran.

Or perhaps, subconsciously, he also hoped that he was the true child of the Xie family.

Chu Zhaoyi casually hailed a taxi, thinking indifferently,

So what?

He hadn’t planned on bothering with Xie Haoran in the first place, but him jumping in his face deserved what he got.

“Where are you headed, young man?” the driver asked cheerfully.

Chu Zhaoyi gave his home address, thinking that the route home seemed to pass by the store where he had gotten his hearing aids.

The flowers in the flower shop there were very vibrant.

Chu Zhaoyi got out of the car. The owner of the flower shop next to the hearing aid store was busy pruning flower branches. In the glass display window, red roses bloomed brightly, still dotted with water droplets, shimmering in the sunlight.

He pushed the door open, and the bell rang crisply. The owner looked up, smiling and asking, “Oh, it’s you, young man. Just one again this time?”

“No, I want a large bouquet of red roses.” Chu Zhaoyi pointed to the most eye-catching bouquet in the display window, big and bright.

The owner’s movements stopped abruptly, and she went cheerfully to get the bouquet Chu Zhaoyi had indicated.

“Still trying to coax someone?”

She remembered that the young man had saved so much money with her, all to coax this other young man.

“Sort of.”

“He’s hard to please, needs a huge bouquet,” Chu Zhaoyi said, his tone laced with dissatisfaction, but filled with smiles.

The owner skillfully wrapped the bouquet, and even added a few sprigs of baby’s breath for decoration.

Chu Zhaoyi took the flowers, and the fragrance of roses hit him in the face, so strong that it almost made him frown.

He had always bought them one at a time, never knowing that the scent of so many flowers would be so intense.

On the way home, he looked down at the roses in his arms, vividly glaring.

Remembering Gu Yusen’s displeasure written all over his face before he left.

Sigh, Brother Sanmu is getting harder and harder to please.

When he reached his doorstep, he took out his key, but before he could insert it into the lock, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Gu Yusen stood at the door, his face gloomy, his lips pressed into a straight line, his eyes showing obvious dissatisfaction. He was wearing a loose set of home clothes, his hair a mess, clearly unhappy to the extreme.

“You still know to come back?” Gu Yusen said, his tone carrying a bit of grievance and complaint, but unwilling to say anything too harsh.

Chu Zhaoyi didn’t speak, just held out the roses behind his back.

Gu Yusen was stunned for a moment, his gaze falling on the large bouquet of red roses, the vibrant petals especially dazzling in the light.

His expression froze instantly, and all the questions and complaints he had prepared got stuck in his throat.

Twilight flowed over Chu Zhaoyi’s shoulders through the corridorGarnish curtain, and the roses in his arms seemed like burning blood amber in the backlight.

Gu Yusen lowered his head slightly, the stray hairs sweeping across the corner of his eye Tears mole, and the dark red petals brushed against his jawline.

“Such beautiful roses.”

“Are these for me to coax, Ayi?”

Gu Yusen knew that red roses meant nothing special to Chu Zhaoyi, but his heart still skipped a beat.

“Then I’m really hard to please.”

“A Yi only needs one, but I need so many?”

Gu Yusen’s voice carried a smile, and the previous complaints and displeasure vanished in an instant.

Chu Zhaoyi tilted his head in confusion.

“Aren’t red roses for confession?”

To coax you,

And to say I love you.