CHAPTER 930 GIVING FLOWERS PART 2

Shi Qing was becoming more and more beautiful and had a good temperament, so it was no wonder that there were many people who like her.

If it weren't for the fact that many people were afraid of Su Jing, it was likely that the suitors would have formed a kilometer-long queue.

While it was other people's business to like others and Shi Qing was free to not like them, seeing other people pursuing Shi Qing so much still made Su Jing feel a little bit protective. As a result, he naturally didn't like these roses.

"I said to throw them away too, but they're reluctant," Shi Qing spoke as she laughed.

"What a waste," A petite girl said, feeling a little distressed.

"When you meet a boy who likes you, you'll get your own roses," Shi Qing said.

The petite girl, Dong Jiao, and the others were a little reluctant, but of course, they didn't want to disobey Shi Qing, let alone Su Jing.

They honestly took the roses outside to the garbage dump and threw them away. When you think about it carefully, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roses may be valuable to them, but to Shi Qing, they were really nothing.

Shi Qing wasn't extravagant or wasteful at all; she was just a frugal person. This doesn't mean that she didn't have the capital or that she really cared about these roses.

It was rumored that Shi Qing shared a bank card with Su Jing and that Su Jing's net worth had reached over 10 billion. Would anyone care about these roses in that situation?

Not to mention the roses, even luxury cars and houses, things that ordinary people would find hard to refuse, Shi Qing had no pressure to turn down.

Even leaving aside the fact that she had a good relationship with Su Jing, she didn't really care about other things. Even if she did care, even if she considered her own interests, she would still stand by Su Jing's side.

Su Jing's doting on Shi Qing is clear from the fact that they shared a bank card. Huo Feiyun's family may be wealthier, but at present, most of that wealth belongs to his father and not to him. It's hard to say whether he would be as generous as Su Jing.

Dong Jiao and the others were throwing out the roses when a beggar saw them not far away. The beggar ran over to pick up the roses and was happy to see that they were still intact and fresh.

He planned to sell them. However, other passersby saw what was happening and ran over to fight for the roses. After a while, all the roses had been taken.

"Qingqing, I'll give you a flower too," Su Jing said as he took out a red flower from his pocket. The flower was tender and fragrant and Su Jing casually pinned it on Shi Qing's hair.

The root of the flower slowly combined with Shi Qing's scalp, and it looked as if it was growing on it. Because there was no pain, Shi Qing didn't notice it and thought that the flower was just stuck in her hair.

"It's too conspicuous to wear such a big flower on your head," Shi Qing said, but she didn't intend to take it off. With a charming smile on her face, it was obvious that she was very happy.

"No way, it just matches you," Su Jing laughed.

Dong Jiao, the petite girl, and the others couldn't help but find the situation a little funny. As people say, love really makes people blind. In comparison to the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roses from earlier, what was this red flower worth?

But Shi Qing had thrown away those roses, yet she loved the red flower so much. However, they didn't know that this flower was not an ordinary flower but a Flower Monster, and the total number of roses in the world was less than one ten-thousandth of her value.

Shi Qing didn't care what others thought. She liked the flower on her head very much. Moreover, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but after wearing this flower, she felt more refreshed. What she didn't know was that her body was already being subtly affected by the Flower Monster.

In order to confirm that Shi Qing would not experience any adverse reactions after being parasitized by the Flower Monster, Su Jing didn't leave in a hurry and sat in the rest area to drink tea.

This attracted the attention of many women who came into the store to buy clothes, and many of them ran to ask for Su Jing's signature and a group photo. Su Jing had nothing to say when he saw the commotion his appearance had caused.

After a while, seeing that Shi Qing didn't feel any discomfort and her face became more and more radiant, Su Jing couldn't help but feel relieved. As he was about to leave, he saw a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old come to the door.

She was dressed in tatters, her body was very thin, and her face was a little sallow. She looked like a beggar. Shi Qing stepped forward and offered her a hundred yuan, but the little beggar didn't accept it.

Instead, she suddenly knelt down and kowtowed desperately, tears falling down her face as she tried not to cry out loud.

"Little girl, don't do that, what's wrong?" Shi Qing quickly supported her, and Dong Jiao and the others walked forward. Other customers also looked over.

These days, some people who are obviously healthy and have no difficulty are lazy and beg everywhere. As a result, many people are too lazy to sympathize with beggars and feel disgusted by the people in this "industry."

However, this girl was knocking so hard that her scalp was almost broken, and she didn't look like a liar.

"What's going on?" Su Jing also stepped forward.