"Liuying, the flowers are for you!"
Tony handed the flowers to Su Liuying, a bright red bunch that was very eye-catching.
"Thank you for the flowers! This is actually the first time I've received flowers!"
She took the flowers and closed her eyes to smell them, enjoying the pleasant scent.
"But one bouquet would have been enough; why did you buy them all?"
Su Liuying asked, somewhat puzzled. Tony smiled and said, "Liuying, it seems I'm fortunate to be the first man to give you flowers! This little girl often sells flowers here. I know her mother has always been sick, and she comes out to sell flowers to help with household expenses. She must sell all the flowers each day before she can go home to take care of her mother, because if the flowers are left until the next day, they will have to be sold at a lower price."
"You really are a good man!"
Moved by his words, Su Liuying nodded, finding that Frenchmen are not just romantic but also compassionate.
