Han Zhuoli and Lu Man almost died from anxiety watching them from the side.
Why did he just stop at "Hm"? He should at least say a few words.
Han Zhuoling was then seen pointing to the seat where the flowers were placed and said, "Sit."
Shi Xiaoya already felt a lot of pressure just standing here.
She felt that she was not suited to sit here no matter how she looked at it.
But she had already walked in here and could not regret it anymore.
She braced herself and bent down, about to pick up that huge bunch of flowers.
Yet someone beat her to it.
Shi Xiaoya looked up in shock and saw that the flowers were already in Han Zhuoling's hands.
He was donning a suit, looking graceful and poised. Holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands right now made him look really eye-catching.
As if he came personally to woo someone.
