Ai Li's gaze involuntarily followed the sound, and she saw a person resembling a delivery man entering at the door; he was holding a large cluster of flowers in his hands, not bright red roses but champagne-colored ones.
Those roses, each one lifelike and delicate, seemed to drip with tenderness, the petals still beaded with dew, as if they had just been picked from the estate.
Someone with sharp eyes immediately recognized that these were imported champagne roses and couldn't help exclaiming, "These roses are so expensive, one could cost us a month's salary, and now this whole cluster, how much would that be!"
"Wow, who's making such a grand gesture? Looks like it's for our Sister Ai Li again. So envious~"
One by one, people voiced their thoughts, all clucking with admiration, and Ai Li snapped out of her surprise, smiling broadly, her makeup-perfect face unable to hide the joy that bloomed there, her eyes even shimmering slightly.
