Lin Nuan spoke politely, but Liu Mingchen heard the hint—he was being rejected in a nice manner by Lin Nuan.
Her meaning was clear. She took the flowers he gave as a normal present, that was why she was giving a gift in return.
Lin Nuan seemed accustomed to rejecting others politely, and Liu Mingchen's gave a slightly bitter smile as he reached out to take the bag.
Liu Mingchen received excellent gentlemanly education in England and understood that if a lady rejected him, he should respect them; pestering them not only lowered his own status, but was also desecration to the lady he liked.
Even though he had liked Lin Nuan for many years, after being rejected, he had to respect Lin Nuan.
"Then… What about being friends?" Liu Mingchen's grip tightened on the ropes of the bag; his voice was barely concealing his sadness.
"Of course!" Lin Nuan smiled and nodded.
