Of course, luck played a part. After having dinner, He Xing "lingered without leaving" because he wanted to wear down Fu Han, hoping she would agree to see a movie with him tomorrow. Unexpectedly, Su Cheng arrived.
Now, even if they didn't go to the movies, it didn't matter; at least he had successfully planted a seed of doubt in Su Cheng's heart. Every time Su Cheng saw him from now on, he would definitely recall tonight, likely assuming that before Su Cheng knocked on the door, He Xing and Fu Han had been passionately entangled.
He Xing's mood grew more and more cheerful as he thought about it. He picked up his phone and dialed Liang Tao's number, "Starting tomorrow, arrange for someone to send Fu Han a bouquet of baby's breath every day."
Liang Tao hesitated for a moment but still mustered the courage to remind him, "Boss He, I think it would be better to send Miss Fu roses."
"When did you start giving me advice?" He Xing's tone changed, sending a chill through the air.
