"What are you talking about?" Chi Yan has been following her all day, "Sister Tong, I remember you weren't this indecisive before! Who is it lying in there? Is it your sweetheart?"
"What nonsense are you talking?" Luo Tong denied, "It's not what you think!"
Chi Yan smirked, "Alright, alright. Whatever your relationship is, I won't ask, okay? Are you giving these flowers or not? If not, I'm going in myself!"
With that, Chi Yan stood up, swiftly snatched the flowers from Luo Tong's hand, pushed the door open with a bang, and swaggered in.
Ning Chenyang was awakened by the noise. He opened his eyes and saw a student-like boy holding a bouquet of flowers walking in.
"Did you come to the wrong place?" He didn't recognize this young man.
"No. Are you Ning Chenyang?" Chi Yan asked.
"Yes."
"Then that's right." Chi Yan stuck the flowers into a vase, casually saying, "These flowers are not from me but from my Sister Tong for you. Oh, yes, Luo Tong!"
