A sweep of the room made it clear who here could possibly match Si Yuhuan.
Jian Xi became the target of public criticism.
"What are you doing here?"
Jian Xi, fearing the crowd, kept signaling to him with her eyes.
"I'm here to congratulate you for removing so many thorns from your side," he said. "I brought you a bouquet."
She had said it before; he had never taken the initiative to give her flowers.
Not only had he brought flowers this time, but he had also done it in front of so many people.
Jian Xi walked over and took the flowers from his hand.
In the midst of everyone's astonishment, she threw them into the trash can.
"I'm not falling for this trick of deceiving little girls. Get lost! I don't want to see you."
He might be shameless, but she still cared about her reputation!
Jian Xi felt like burying her head in her chest. How utterly mortifying!
Si Yuhuan stood calmly in front of everyone, holding Jian Xi's hand. "Come with me."
