He reached through the air and pulled out the most vibrant roses from countless flowers, gathered them into a bundle, and finally caught them in his hands. This scene directly stunned the waiter, stopped the piano music, and made the long-haired woman in a dress turn her head to look this way. Even though she knew it was magic, the scene was really too beautiful.
But Zijun knew this was no magic at all; the man was just too powerful, able to create such a dreamy scene with a wave of his hand. But what was he doing grabbing those roses?
Su Sheng had already grabbed the thorny bouquet of roses, not feeling the pricks at all. Suddenly, he stood up, took off his suit jacket with one hand, and wrapped it around the stems of the roses, quickly crafting a large bouquet on the spot.
"I paid money for these, wouldn't it be a loss not to take some? Don't all you women like flowers? Here, they're for you. Later, you owe me a suit."
