“Who sent these flowers? Why Are There Still Red Roses?”
Xi Yan was stunned. “Or was it sent by elder Xie? You’re his girlfriend after all.”
Xi Yan had bought two bouquets himself, and Yan Feilu had also gotten someone to order them, so the bouquets in Yan Xi’s ward were exchanged frequently.
However, they usually bought the flowers with a phone call. The florist in charge was very meticulous. He had worked with a wealthy family for a long time, so of course, he knew what kind of identity to send and what kind of flowers to send.
He guaranteed that he would not break any taboos, and he was thoughtful and reassuring.
