Not far away, Xie Sui held a bunch of white flowers that he had just picked and looked at the boy and girl from a distance.
There was almost no need to get close; just seeing the pink Diana rose in the boy's hand, he could guess what happened.
His girl is so gorgeous and eye-catching, and he is not the only man in this world who knows how to appreciate her.
He looked at the bunch of pink roses, then looked down at the little white flower in his hand; the gap was quite obvious.
It's not that he can't afford a large bunch of flowers. He just thinks that this kind of rose is too exaggerated and artificially preserved. It is lifeless and very unsightly. Xie Sui finds it very repulsive to give such flowers to Jibai.
The wild flowers are so good that they are full of vitality.
