Ye Sui took the flowers and lowered her head in thought.

  It had been half a month since the flowers started coming. Someone would send her a bouquet of flowers every day. They were beautiful, and the packaging was also very high-end. She would receive different varieties of flowers every day.

  The only similarity was that the sender had never revealed his name. He was always anonymous, with only a delicate small card attached to the bouquet.

  It said: For the beautiful Miss Ye Sui.

  Day after day, always like this. Over time, Ye Sui had become familiar with the handwriting.

  Today, the anonymous sender gave champagne-colored roses, each of them blooming brightly and looked beautiful.

  Xiao Liu opened her mouth and voiced her doubts, “Suisui, who is the sender of these flowers? I’m guessing it’s a male fan.”


  Xiao Liu had a big imagination. “Or maybe, it isn’t just a male fan. The flower sender has to be a successful person. He may want to pursue you, but he doesn’t dare say it directly.”


  Ye Sui heard Xiao Liu’s imaginings and said with a smile, “Enough. It must be from fans. Don’t think too much into it.”


  When Xiao Liu went out to do her things, Ye Sui put the flowers on the dressing table and lowered her head to play with her phone.

  The door of the dressing room opened, and a person came in; it was Cen Yu. Cen Yu looked at Ye Sui, glanced over at the flowers on the dressing table, and walked over.

  Cen Yu walked up to Ye Sui’s back, but she didn’t notice. She was looking at her phone intently. Cen Yu whispered, “Ye Sui.”


  Ye Sui was startled by the sudden noise. She dropped her phone on the table, moved her hands to the side, and accidentally flicked the flowers on the ground.

  The flowers tumbled to the ground, and the card inside it also fell.

  When Ye Sui was about to pick it up, a slender hand reached out toward the bouquet a step faster than her.

  Cen Yu picked up the flowers and the card. He straightened up while holding them in his hand and looked at Ye Sui with a deep gaze.

  The corner of Cen Yu’s mouth rose slightly. He moved his hand forward, handed the flowers to Ye Sui, and said, “Your flowers.”


  Cen Yu also handed the card in his other hand to Ye Sui. “And your card.”


  Ye Sui took the flowers and the card. “Thank you.”


  It was quite a coincidence that she and Cen Yu always met during these trips. If he happened to be nearby, he would say hello to her.

  Were these things really happening by coincidence?

  Cen Yu asked, “Do you like these flowers?”


  Ye Sui raised her head and met Cen Yu’s gaze. His calm eyes in the past seemed to hold a different emotion at this moment.

  He seemed to care about her evaluation of the flowers.

  Why was that? They were only friends.

  Ye Sui felt strange, and Xiao Liu’s words came to her mind. She said that every day someone gave her flowers; maybe that someone had a crush on her.

  There were so many coincidences that she had no choice but to doubt the sender’s intentions.

  Ye Sui stabilized her emotions as she looked at Cen Yu. “Can you write a few words for me to see?” She only needed to confirm one thing.

  She wanted to see if the handwriting on the cards was identical to Cen Yu’s handwriting.

  Cen Yu raised his eyebrows. He had somewhat guessed Ye Sui’s intention. It might not be a bad idea; instead, his heart was completely relieved.

  His voice was calm. “What do you want me to write?”