Ye Qingya shook her head, deciding to quietly be a spectator tonight. Xu Chunliang handed each of them a rose.
Ye Qingya smiled and said, "I can't believe I got one too?"
Xu Chunliang said, "The hand that gives roses retains its fragrance. Both of you outshine the flowers, making these roses look colorless."
Ye Qingya thought to herself that it was through his sweet words that he won Mei Ru Xue's heart. In that regard, Wang Jiancheng is no match. Her impression of Wang Jiancheng was of a scion with an air of arrogance.
Mei Ru Xue sat next to Xu Chunliang, actually taking Ye Qingya's spot. Naturally, Ye Qingya couldn't separate the two of them, but this left the seat next to her for Wang Jiancheng. If Wang Jiancheng knew his carefully planned arrangement turned out like this, wouldn't he be furious?
