Gu Jiahui was helping a custor arrange flowers.
He had very good skills; he had specifically learned from Sun Lanlan and was more than capable of dealing with walk-in custors.
Sun Lanlan quickly drank two mouthfuls of cold water and ca out to see this scene, finding it sowhat amusing.
She ca over to help.
The girls were chirping excitedly, showing great interest in the flowers, wanting every kind.
Sun Lanlan and Gu Jiahui helped them with the color matching, but it was obvious they preferred Gu Jiahui’s choices because "he has good taste."
Shop owner Sun Lanlan was left on the side.
The girls were probably around twenty-four or twenty-five years old and chatted with her, "Do you two siblings run this shop together?"
Sun Lanlan replied, "No, he goes to school nearby and cos over to play after classes."
"What grade is he in?"
"Senior year." (12th grade)
"Wow, senior year!" The girls clutched their chests.
Sun Lanlan: "..."
What’s there to gasp about senior year, these flower-obsessed girls.
Gu Jiahui helped sell five bunches of flowers, using flowers that were quite expensive, earning a small profit for Sun Lanlan.
"I don’t want to eat takeout tomorrow; you have to cook for to repay today’s favor," Gu Jiahui said.
Sun Lanlan: "..."
Ugh, she just thought this kid was cute, and now he’s showing his true colors.
Sun Lanlan happily counted the money, deciding not to argue with him: "Is your girlfriend coming tomorrow?"
Gu Jiahui was slightly stunned: "Who?"
Then he understood.
He shook his head: "She’s not my girlfriend; her na is Sheng Tang...."
"The one you have a crush on." Sun Lanlan said casually, "Don’t think I’m clueless; when I was in school, I had a whole bunch of people chasing , okay? I can see through the minds of young boys at a glance."
Gu Jiahui: "No, she’s not!"
Just then, the takeout arrived.
The two of them ate dinner at the small table in the shop.
In the middle of the al, two more custors ca in, and Sun Lanlan got up to tend to them.
By the ti she finished, the food was completely cold.
Gu Jiahui put it in the microwave for her, saw it was getting late, and got up to say goodbye and head ho.
Watching him walk away, Sun Lanlan felt a pang in her heart.
Even though Gu Jiahui could afford branded clothes, had a personal driver, and attended the expensive Huishi private school, Sun Lanlan always felt sorry for him.
The loneliness he carried was never hidden in front of her.
He always seed like a traveler alone on a cold night, full of chill and with nowhere to rest.
He never ntioned his family; if not for his wealth and nurous assets, Sun Lanlan would suspect he was an orphan.
Sheng Tang took the video and went ho.
Gu Shiting called her via video and asked, "Why did you rush past the bus stop after school today?"
"Young master, are you checking up on ?"
Gu Shiting: "..."
He paused and then said very quietly, "No, I saw it and was just curious."
Seemingly finding an excuse, he looked up at the cara, "Can’t I be curious?"
Sheng Tang: "....."
As kids grow up, they beco harder to deal with, even learning to turn the tables.
"Okay. I saw a stationery store nearby and thought of buying a notebook but didn’t find a suitable one," Sheng Tang lied.
Gu Shiting responded with an "Oh."
He seed uncertain.
Sheng Tang then said, "Recently, focus on studying and don’t go on the school forum, okay?"
Gu Shiting’s face darkened slightly: "Why?"
"Nothing major," Sheng Tang smiled, "Just listen to ."
Gu Shiting: "..."
After hanging up, Sheng Tang buried herself in her howork, finished it all, then practiced English with her brother for half an hour before going to bed.
The next day, she said to Jiang Baocu: "Give your phone!"
"Why?" Jiang Baocu was perplexed but obediently handed it over.
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