Bad News

At this point, Zhou Xuan could not help but reflect on whether he had really made the wrong choice. However, Shan Yue's next words interrupted his thoughts.

"Even so, compared to the two, I still prefer tulips."

As soon as Shan Yue finished speaking, a bright smile immediately appeared on Zhou Xuan's face. At this moment, Shan Yue's affirmation of him was more effective than any other words. He handed the flowers to Shan Yue, and Zhou Xuan turned around and placed the roses in the trunk.

"It's already noon. Since the flowers have been gifted, President Shan, you don't mind having lunch with me, right?"

Zhou Xuan skillfully opened the door of the passenger seat and gestured for him to get in. "If President Shan is willing to do me the honor, then today might be the happiest day I've had in recent times."