"You… Just you wait!"
As the older women exchanged glances with one another, all extremely afraid of the evil poinsettia, they could only hide their tails between their legs and leave unwillingly.
The crowd observing the commotion broke out into applause.
"Little lady, you are really smart!"
"Yeah! I've seen you dealing with such crises calmly several times. It must be really tough to run a flower shop by yourself!"
As she received compliments from everyone, Yan Nian became a little embarrassed as she scratched her head. "This is nothing. For those who own flower shops, all this is just general knowledge. Speaking of that, does anyone want to get some flowers? I'm happy today so I'll be selling them at 20 percent off!"
"Alright, please give me a bundle of calla lily!"
"I want a bouquet of carnations!"
"I would like some yellow and green roses!"
"…"
It was originally a crisis, but Yan Nian averted the disaster really well and even managed to garner more profit for the flower shop today.
In less than half an hour, half of the flowers that were being sold today had already been snapped up.
Yan Nian sat cross-legged on the couch as she counted their money. She was smiling gleefully, her eyes crescent-shaped. She looked like a bunny that was elated to the point that it had forgotten about its home.
On the other hand, He Huaiguang was cleaning the table and moving the vases silently.
Yan Nian glanced at him, only to see He Huaiguang's red-rimmed eyes.
Stunned, she hurriedly put away the money in her hands.
"Hey, are you crying??"
"No…"
"Your eyes are so red and yet you are still saying no!"
Yan Nian picked up a stack of red bull and handed them over to him. "You may not have received any credit, but you've worked hard today. Don't cry anymore, this is for you!"
When he heard the words "no credit," the good-for-nothing He Huaiguang immediately began to break down into tears.
"I am sorry… for giving you so much trouble."
He remembered how he had been like when he was in junior high school. His personality was slow and he was bullied from time to time. When he encountered such situations, he was protected by Yan Nian and Ding Baoyi 60 percent of the time. The other 40 percent was Xu Kuangjie.
Xu Kuangjie had a small family and he only had this one cousin of his. He may be harsh with his words, but in actual fact, he was exceptionally doting on him.
He Huaiguang's family was well-off and liberal with money. He had always been protected and, despite being 22 years old now, he was still unable to handle certain matters well emotionally.
Between laughter and tears, Yan Nian said, "It wasn't anything big. I don't mind it at all, so don't take it to heart."
"Ah… I came to your shop to help out, but I only caused you more trouble."
He Huaiguang could only help out with heavy lifting work, but not those delicate and meticulous work.
As he thought about this, He Huaiguang let out another heavy sigh once again.
"I'm sorry. I didn't learn anything about floral art so I do not know as much as you. I was really at my wit's end today over this situation!"
"Tsk, it's not like you didn't know I was a school slag. I don't know much either!"
"You still think you don't know enough? You knew clearly about all the attributes of these flowers!"
"I do know more about the flowers in the shop. But I actually do not know much about flowers like the poinsettia. To be honest with you, I wasn't sure if the poinsettia has a smell or not."
"Ah?!"
He Huaiguang was shocked, his mouth and eyes wide open.
"But you still asked them to smell it in such an earnest manner? Were you not afraid of being exposed?"
"Chey, you saw how they were. I knew they wouldn't dare to smell it."
Yan Nian raised her chin as she said that.
The craftiness and smugness of a girl were evident on her face.
He Huaiguang could feel warmth in his heart.
Oh, yeah.
This was Yan Nian.
She was not someone who could be dealt with easily.
If you dared to bully her, she would think of any way possible to return the same favor.
"So please don't feel bad. It's just bad luck that we encountered someone like that. We just have to deal with it as it comes along, okay?"
Yan Nian patted He Huaiguang's shoulders in consolation, no longer saying much.
However… speaking of this, the number of times she had bumped into such misfortune recently had been one too many!
First, it was the fraudsters. Then, the destroyed flower pots. And now this scam by a few aunties!
Chey, why did it feel like someone was going against her on purpose?!
As she thought about this, she saw movement at the door. Ding Baoyi had returned.
The moment she entered, Ding Baoyi strained her vocal cords—
"Ah, Yan Xiaonian, I just saw your husband. He was wearing a white garment, was tall, and was standing with the CEO of Xu Corporation at the entrance. Is he your husband?"
Yan Nian was taken aback.
"Jiang Beiyuan is here? Where?"