Ending the call, Jun Nian raised his phone towards Shen Mingfeng and said, "I'm sorry, Sir Shen. I am afraid I've run out of time for today. I need to head back."
"Okay, see you then."
Shen Mingfeng and Jun Nian exchanged a few polite words, then Jun Nian got into the car to leave. Just before leaving, he threw his bouquet of luscious and alluring roses into the trash.
Jian Yanyan clucked her tongue a few times, "Really, only someone rich and willful can afford such a waste. Those flowers must've cost several hundred yuan."
Shen Mingfeng just shook his head and laughed. He found Jian Yanyan's sudden pointed remark refreshing, considering how she usually behaved so gently and demurely in front of him.
Liu Ruoju, staring at that bouquet of roses, thought to herself, Mo Yixuan had never given her flowers before.
