"You should stay here for a while longer. I drove here, so I can send you and Joy back later. Joy and I haven't seen each other for so long. We haven't said anything much, but you guys are already leaving?"

"No need." Zhao Youlin could see what Ye Yan was planning, so she rejected him with a smile and said, "Our car is outside, so there is no need to trouble you, Mr. Ye."

After Zhao Youlin finished speaking, she immediately picked Joy up and wanted to walk out of the shop. However, her arm was grabbed by Ye Yan when she passed by him.

"What are you doing—"

"You don't want to see me that much?" Zhao Youlin's yelling was interrupted by Ye Yan, who had gotten a little worked up. She raised her head dazedly, and she met his pained eyes.

At the same time, two familiar figures had their heads bent as they picked flowers in a flower shop near the dessert shop. One of them inadvertently raised his head. When he saw Ye Yan grab Zhao Youlin's arm in the dessert shop, his expression immediately changed.

At first, Xia Zhetao was accompanying Mu Tingfeng to pick flowers today. Yes, they were picking flowers.

Since Xia Zhetao gave Mu Tingfeng the bad idea to send flowers anonymously every day to pursue a girl, Mu Tingfeng would go to the flower shop every day to pick a bunch of flowers that he liked.

Who could have imagined that the young master of the Mu family, a cold and noble person who was worth hundreds of billions and had always been known for being unromantic, would not even let others help him pick flowers when he was pursuing someone?

Unfortunately, what he did not know was that his sincerity was often thrown into the dustbin because of his lack of signature.

However, based on his awkward relationship with Zhao Youlin, the result would probably be the same regardless of whether he left his signature or not.

Today, Xia Zhetao had accompanied Mu Tingfeng to the flower shop to pick flowers as usual. While he watched him affecting the flowers with his gloomy presence, he looked at the scenery as he was bored. In the end, he was surprised by what he saw, and it almost blinded him.

The man and woman who were pulling and pushing each other in the opposite shop looked like the president's former wife and her cheating partner.

Ah, no. They did not look like them. They were them! Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. In broad daylight, they dared to have such close contact outside. It was simply immoral.

The most important thing was that his president was just right opposite them!

He recalled the last time they ran into Zhao Youlin and Ye Yan having lunch together. Although Mu Tingfeng did not go crazy on the spot, the atmosphere in the company had been extremely depressing for several days. It even made people want to commit suicide and leave this world that had grown more terrifying than hell.

Xia Zhetao's heart beat fast. He made up his mind to divert his president's attention to prevent him from seeing what happened on the other side so that he would not oppress and vent his anger on him.

Unfortunately, things did not go according to his way. Before Xia Zhetao could figure out how to fool Mu Tingfeng, he raised his head and pointed at the roses opposite him. He said, "I want ninety-nine stalks of this. Wrap them up for me."

Mu Tingfeng kept coming here these days, so many girls in the shop had already recognized him. When they heard what he said, a female staff beside him did not hesitate. She immediately picked up ninety-nine stalks of roses and went to the counter to wrap them.

Xia Zhetao was surprised by Mu Tingfeng's voice. He raised his head and saw Mu Tingfeng's gaze move to the window of the opposite shop.

Xia Zhetao rushed to Mu Tingfeng without thinking much, and he used his big body to block Mu Tingfeng's gaze. He smiled and said, "P-President, are you done choosing the flowers? Let's quickly go to the front to make payment. After making payment, we can quickly go back to the company. You still have a meeting at two o'clock."

Xia Zhetao's extremely unusual action did not manage to deceive Mu Tingfeng, who had been in the business industry for a long time. His actions showed that something must be wrong.

Mu Tingfeng's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Xia Zhetao for a while. It terrified Xia Zhetao. Then, he slowly asked an unexpected question, "Are you feeling hot?"

"Huh?" Xia Zhetao looked up. He realized that he was so terrified that a layer of cold sweat had broken out on his forehead. His expression was stiff. He smiled and said, "A-A little bit."

Mu Tingfeng did not continue to trouble him. He took a deep look at him and said compassionately, "Let's go."

"Go? Right. Right. Let's go quickly." The unfortunate Secretary Xia let out a sigh of relief. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and hurriedly followed the person in front of him.

However, he did not expect Mu Tingfeng, who had his back facing him, to suddenly turn around after he took two or three steps forward. He suddenly turned his head and looked at where he was standing just now.

Without Xia Zhetao blocking his view, Mu Tingfeng saw everything that happened in the opposite shop. Xia Zhetao shivered and keenly felt the dreary air around Mu Tingfeng.

'Sob, I couldn't win against the president, after all. He actually tricked me. I won't love him anymore.'

Before Xia Zhetao recovered from the trauma of being tricked by his boss, Mu Tingfeng already pushed the door of the flower shop aggressively with a serious look and walked toward the shop across from them.

'Oh my God! The president is finally snapping. He can't bear it, so he wants to confront the adulterers?'

Xia Zhetao's eyes were shining lightly. He had already forgotten whether he would be oppressed or not. All he wanted to do now was to watch the show.

"Hey, Sir, your flowers…" As soon as the female staff wrapped the flowers, she saw her customer suddenly run out. She could not manage to stop Mu Tingfeng, so she could only stop Xia Zhetao, who was following him.

Xia Zhetao hurriedly took the flowers and made payment. He thought that if something happened between the president and his wife, the flowers might be able to save the situation, so a tragic murder would not happen.

On the other side, Zhao Youlin and Ye Yan who did not know that what happened between them was seen again, were still in a stalemate.

Zhao Youlin was stunned by Ye Yan's gaze. After she came back to her senses, she pulled her hand out of Ye Yan's hand with slight embarrassment. She said in a grave voice, "Sorry, I've got nothing against you. If I hurt you, I apologize. But there is one thing I think I must make clear to you."

Ye Yan's eyes flickered, and he looked at Zhao Youlin with expectation.

Zhao Youlin sighed. "Mr. Ye, I don't know why you like me, but I'm pretty sure that we're not suitable for each other. Please don't bother me anymore. You have caused me a lot of trouble."

As soon as Zhao Youlin finished speaking, Ye Yan became agitated. He stepped forward and wanted to grab Zhao Youlin's shoulders. "Not suitable? You don't even know what kind of person I am, and you never gave me a chance to let us know each other. Don't you think it's too arbitrary to make this conclusion?"