As Kong Yue spoke, she even looked up at Su Rui, who was sitting in the wheelchair and smiling without saying anything. She also gestured to him that he had to drink more later!
When she retracted her gaze, she realized that Yuan Yang had placed a bouquet on the table. She asked curiously, "Which one of you ordered such a large bouquet of roses? Isn't Qingqing's favorite flower sunflowers?"
As soon as Kong Yue finished speaking, everyone in the living room paused tacitly.
Yuan Yang looked at everyone and asked softly, "Didn't you order it? I saw that the address that the flower shop sent over said this, so I brought it in along the way. Why? Didn't you buy it for Qingqing?"
"I ordered the flowers."
The sound coming from the corner of the stairs on the second floor of the hall made a bad feeling flash across everyone's minds. They looked up one after another.
On this ivory-white classic F-shaped spiral staircase stood a very pleasing pair.
