1533 Would I Send Flowers to a Mere Acquaintance?

Han Zhuoling's frown between his brows was deep enough to trap the flies inside the eatery.

Hearing Shi Xiaoya use "nin" made him even more glum inside.

"Are we that distant?" Han Zhuoling asked in a low voice.

Shi Xiaoya paused and blinked, questioning silently, were they that close, then?

As if knowing what she was thinking, Han Zhuoling tightened his lips. "Would I send flowers to a mere acquaintance?"

He sounded like he was pouting.

The sentence made Shi Xiaoya speechless.

Guo Yujie retreated three steps, standing at an angle particularly suited for watching gossip unfold. Her eyes shone like a hunter, flicking between Shi Xiaoya and Han Zhuoling.

When Xiao Zhang appeared like a tagalong to their office to send the daily flowers to Shi Xiaoya, she was already considering whether Han Zhuoling was harboring feelings for Shi Xiaoya and was wooing her.