Chapter 314 - Actually, I Don’t Like Being Romantic (4)

Chapter 314: Actually, I Don’t Like Being Romantic (4)
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Concerned, Mo Xicheng took a glance at the rear view mirror. Indeed, a nondescript Volkswagen sedan seemed to be trailing them.
Looking away, he said with a mocking tone,
The paparazzi nowadays are getting a lot more capable.

Shen Liangchuan threw him a sidelong glance, saying,
I’m sure she’s capable. She’s after you. Is she not giving up?

Mo Xicheng looked out of the car window without a word.
After a series of turns, the car entered the new villa district.


The new villa district was an exclusive residential area that did not permit paparazzi to enter.
Hence, the fact that the Volkswagen had access could mean that this person was not a reporter, but a private detective.
Mo Xicheng slightly frowned and wound down the window for a bit of fresh air.
At this point, Shi Nianyao, who happened to live in the new villa district, had stepped out of her house. She glanced at the approaching car with the wound down window and found herself looking straight at Mo Xicheng.
She thought she was seeing things but the next moment, she realized that the car had parked next to her villa.
Her eyes shone with excitement as she walked in the direction of the car. She saw Mo Xicheng getting out of the car with another man whose back was facing her.
Her idol!
It was really her idol!
Ahhhhhh!
Shi Nianyao tried to suppress her urge to shriek and at the same time, she took out her cell phone to take a picture.


Having had a bottle of exquisite red wine at the villa, Mo Xicheng and Shen Liangchuan were now in an extremely relaxed mood.
Eventually, Mo Xicheng revealed that the secret to pleasing a girl was to gift her flowers.
It looked like all women liked flowers.
Thinking about this, Shen Liangchuan shut his eyes momentarily.
If he were to gift her flowers, it would be a much bigger and more beautiful bouquet than what Sun Tzi had given her.
Early in the morning the following day, he departed from the villa and headed to a florist immediately.
He wore his sunglasses and mask, and spoke in a low voice.

Sir, are you looking for something in particular?
asked the service staff.

Flowers.


What sort are you after? Are they for your girlfriend, or someone else?




Roses to be delivered to my office.


And how many stalks would you like?

Immediately Shen Liangchuan said,
999 roses.


Sir… A bouquet of 999 roses would be more suitable for a larger engagement event. If you would like a bouquet to be delivered to your girlfriend’s office, we suggest one with 99 roses.

99 roses?
No way!
Shen Liangchuan shifted his gaze downwards and replied,
100 roses then.


But Sir, 99 symbolises eternity. A hundred stalks…

Shen Liangchuan insisted,
Eternity and a day.


… Very well then, please write down your address here.



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The next day, just as Qiao Lian stepped into the office, a delivery man turned up with a huge bouquet of roses from an anonymous source.
While her co-workers looked on with admiration, Qiao Lian on the other hand seemed a little stiff.
Damn it, this Sun Tzi, wasn’t once enough? Was he going to get her into trouble yet another time?
As Qiao Lian stared at the giant bouquet, there was suddenly a sparkle in her eyes.
This was a chance to redeem herself!
She walked briskly into her office and picked up her cell phone to send Shen Liangchuan a text message.
[Some idiot sent me a bouquet of roses.]
Idiot?
Shen Liangchuan was not expecting this!


He coughed once and typed his reply:
[And so?]
[I couldn’t return the bouquet as it had been paid for. I had to accept it from delivery man. But after he left, I threw the bouquet into the bin!]
After writing this message, she read it again, thinking that surely Shen Liangchuan would approve.
However… it had been ten minutes since she had sent the message and there had been no reply.