Stealing Your Heart

Gao Yuan froze in his place. Who are the roses for?

It was general knowledge that roses were the floral language of love. Half a beat later, Gao Yuan seemed to have something on his mind. He spoke as if he pitied Bai Yinning, “Ms. Lin is already married. Why do you have to be so stubborn?”

Bai Yinning arched his neck. He did not look pleased. “Don’t stick your nose into my personal affairs.”

Gao Yuan lowered his head. “Sorry.”

Bai Yinning didn’t continue to chastise Gao Yuan. He simply didn’t like other people poking their nose into his business. “I’ll buy it myself. You just bring me to the florist.”

“Okay.” Gao Yuan kept his head lowered.

Gao Yuan pushed Bai Yinning across the road and into a florist’s. A unique yet sweet scent greeted them when they entered the shop. There were a large variety of fresh flowers in the shop. The aroma of each flower mingled together to give the unique scent the two of them smelled just now.

The owner of the shop walked over to greet her customers, “How can I help you? “

Bai Yinning ignored the florist and wheeled himself straight to the roses. Each of the roses was like a red flame burning in all elegance. They were very eye-catching.

The florist instantly knew what her customer wanted. She scurried to Bai Yinning and asked, “May I know how many stalks do you want?”

Bai Yinning replied coolly, “Five.”

The florist spaced out for a second before smiling politely. “Alright, please wait for a moment. “

Then, the florist bundled five proud roses into a bouquet and filled in the interspaces with white spiraea. Juxtaposed with the white petals, the five red roses appeared even more striking now. The florist then picked a pastel wrapping paper that matched the passion of the red roses to wrap the bouquet. She was rather adept in her craft, as the end result was simple yet captivating.

“Here you go!” The florist handed over the bouquet to Bai Yinning carefully.

Bai Yinning placed the bouquet on his lap. He lowered his gaze onto the flowers and caressed the petals. He uttered nonchalantly, “Gao Yuan, help me pay for this.”

“It will be 380,” The florist spoke before Gao Yuan could ask her the price.

Gao Yuan gave the woman 400 and asked her to keep the change. Then, the two men left the florist.

“Are we still going to the hospital? “ Gao Yuan asked.

buying the flowers

Yinning hummed softly in

would be a perfect man if

why his boss would fall for a

he would be in a happy relationship with a girl right now. Yet,

understand what Bai

confront him but

don’t have to live

security personnel was surprised to see Gao Yuan and Bai Yinning again. Wait, didn’t

her the flowers,” Bai

personnel

enter the room easily. Moreover, Bai Yinning

to throw away some trash. She was puzzled to see Bai Yinning pacing

him and asked, “Is there anything else I can

Yinning passed the flowers to Aunt Yu, “Please help me pass this to

flowers with glee. The roses were so pretty. It would definitely lift Lin Xinyan’s mood since she had been stuck in bed for a long time. Aunt Yu smiled and replied, “I thank you on behalf of young mistress. She’s

please

to pass Aunt Yu a name card. “Please contact me if you guys need

for her to not accept Bai Yinning’s well-intended gesture. Furthermore, Bai Yinning seemed to be quite a close acquaintance of Lin Xinyan, which was all the more

Yinning nodded in

saw Aunt Yu with the bright-colored roses in her hands.

Zong Jinghao buy them for

the roses into it. The stalks slid into the narrow mouth of the vase as if they were a bunch of cheeky kids

kind of person

bitterly. What am I

I always think of

in the ward. The vibrant red of the flowers enlivened the ambiance of the room. Suddenly, the room did not feel as cold as it

roses, Lin Xinyan’s eyes were closed. Aunt Yu

home to ask for meals to be prepared at home. Cheng Yuxiu was the one who answered Aunt Yu’s call. Seeing how much Zong Jinghao trusted Aunt Yu, she ordered the maids to prepare dinner for the two of them at the

about Lin Xinyan’s pregnancy. It was all up to Zong Jinghao’s discretion