Who would have thought reaching the first floor that several flunkies would stand there foolishly waiting, each one decked out in outlandish attire, exuding a vulgarity, holding a large bunch of roses in their hands.
"Xiaoyu, wait a second." Xu Songye rushed over, took the flowers from the flunkie's hands, and held them out to her, "Xiaoyu, these are for you."
Ran Yu: "..."
Truly speechless.
Never mind that she didn't like him, even if she did, even if Lu Ziheng had no shame...
She would never engage in marital infidelity!
After thinking it over, Ran Yu finally spoke up, "Mr. Xu, the truth is I..."
"Don't call me Mr. Xu." Xu Songye interrupted with a love-struck gaze, "From now on, you call me Xiaoye, and I'll call you Xiaoyu."
Xiaoye?
Yuck—
Restraining the discomfort in her stomach, Ran Yu said earnestly, "Since so many brothers are here today, I'll just state it clearly: I don't like you."
