Miao Xuanxuan did not accept the flowers, but frowned and said, "I've told you many times, Xiao Qiang, haven't I? Don't bring me flowers anymore."
Xiao Qiang didn't mind Miao Xuanxuan's attitude and said, "You have said so, but whether you accept them or not is your business, sending them is my business. I believe, sooner or later, I will touch your heart."
Miao Xuanxuan rolled her eyes and said, "You're not my type at all; I'm afraid you'll never have that chance in this lifetime."
"I believe that true sincerity can move even metal and stone. I will touch your heart with my sincerity and persistence. You can reject me for a day, a month, or even one or two years—it doesn't matter."
Miao Xuanxuan touched her forehead and said, "You're really annoying, do you know that?"
Xiao Qiang smiled slightly and said, "Xuanxuan, if you agree to go watch a movie with me tonight, I won't bother you like this anymore."
