Huo Yichen knew the location of Murong Qiao's award ceremony. After the other party explained the itinerary yesterday, he asked in detail about the time and place.
At that time, Murong Qiao could not remember some of the details when she was asked. In the end, she simply sent Huo Yichen a copy of the itinerary.
The last glimmer of dusk disappeared after the sun left.
Huo Yichen glanced at the time and realized that the award ceremony was not over yet. He slowed down and saw a flower shop by the roadside, so he stopped and walked in.
"Hello, what flowers do you want?" The florist was a young girl with freckles on her face.
When the florist saw Huo Yichen enter her shop, the moment her gaze landed on the other party, she could not take her eyes off him.
The flower shop could not help but encounter all kinds of men, many of whom were beautiful and handsome.
