"Yanli, you don't like him, do you?"
From Tan Yanli's expression while holding the flowers, Su Liuying had already figured it out; those must be from a man she did not fancy. If it had been Lin Runjie who sent them, she supposed a smile would have been undeniable on her face.
"Yes! I don't like him. I already told him not to send me flowers again the last time he did, but I didn't expect that just a few days later, he would send flowers again."
Tan Yanli frowned, "Honestly, I am not that open-minded. I haven't even recovered from the pain of the last relationship, let alone jump into another one so soon."
Her unrequited love for Mr. Lin had ended before it even began, and she would keep that sentiment deep within her heart. But Deng Zhiyi seemed not to care about her refusal; she had made her stance quite clear.
"Yanli, I'm really curious, how did you meet Mr. Lin? And to fall for him so deeply?"
