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In the afternoon, Gan Qi was concentrating on painting when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Soon, she realized something strange was happening.

Outside the door was a runner boy in uniform, holding a huge bouquet of roses. To say "huge" is not appropriate, it was simply a giant bouquet of blue roses.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Gan Qi? Here is a bouquet of flowers that needs your signature."

Gan Qi was startled, "For me?"

Looking closely, there were ninety-nine blue roses, wrapped in bright, dazzling gold foil paper. Holding them in one's arms, they almost drowned one.

"Are you sure this is for me?"

"Yes, you are Miss Gan Qi, right? Please sign here."

The errand boy repeated the address and the name of the recipient to make sure he had delivered the flowers to the right person. After all, huge blue roses with beautiful packaging like this were very expensive.

"Uh, okay."

Gan Qi signed the order with hesitation.

She stared blankly at the large bouquet of flowers in her arms and pondered for a long time, not even noticing when the errand boy left.

Who could have sent it? She wondered in her heart.

Qingqing flipped through the flowers and found a card inside with an English confession written on it in gold powder thread, but without a signature.

However, this bouquet of flowers is very similar in style to the blue roses and baby's breath that Meng Yan gave me last time.

Compared to the last time's subtle look, this one seems warm and bold.

What's going on today? It's like a holiday, with food and flowers being delivered...

Gan Qi immediately found the owner of the bouquet of flowers: This must be the work of Meng Yan again!

How much money would it cost? He seemed to hate money, why didn't he save a little?

The blue roses were gorgeous and exuded a faint fragrance. Gan Qi had just placed the flowers carefully on the table when Meng Yan's message came:

"How's the food? If it's delicious, I'll order it for you tomorrow."

Gan Qi sighed heavily: "You are too wasteful, can you save some money?"

Meng Yan: "...a little food won't cost anything."

Gan Qi looked up at the bouquet on the table:

"You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you run a household. Don't buy things you can't eat or drink. It hurts me to see you spend all this money."

Ok?

Meng Yan was very puzzled. He didn't understand why his wife said that, since he had only ordered lunch.

Gan Qi: "I want to give you a suggestion. Since we have decided to develop seriously, the first thing you need to learn in the future is to save money."

Meng Yan:......

“Did I spend money recklessly?”

"What do you think? It's ok to have so many meal times, but there's still..."

"what?"

Gan Qi: Still playing dumb! Humph, you must be afraid of being taught a lesson by me.

Meng Yan frowned as he read the message from his wife on his phone.

Strange, he felt that Gan Qi spoke strangely... Was it an illusion?

Maybe she thought the meal she ordered was too expensive? Or she felt bad about using a high-end lunch box?

"By the way, what time do you get off work this afternoon? I'll pick you up."

Meng Yan thought of this "important matter" and took the initiative to ask his wife for her opinion.

"What are you picking up? It's not like I can't find my way home."

Meng Yan: "Can you not be so independent? We have to adapt to the situation of being two people."

Gan Qi: "You don't have to keep picking them up. Gasoline is so expensive nowadays, and it wastes gas."

Meng Yan:......

Oh my god, why is she so unromantic?!

Meng Yan's tone seemed aggrieved: "Big sister, can you be a little more dependent on me? Even if it's just pretend, at least make me feel useful."

Gan Qi pursed her lips and smiled at the phone: "Got it, approved."

She glanced at the progress of the painting in front of her and replied, "I will probably be done around seven or eight o'clock. If you get off work early, you will need to wait for me downstairs for a while."

"no problem."

After a brief exchange, Gan Qi put down his phone and concentrated on painting.

The room was filled with a faint floral scent, she was in a good mood, and her creation became very efficient.

But Meng Yan's man's intuition told him: something seemed to be wrong?

One afternoon, time passed quickly for Gan Qi, but it was a bit torturous for Meng Yan.

How he wanted to drive to his wife right away and stick with her all the time, but he had to pretend that work was his priority.

Meng Yan left the company at the appointed time and drove his Xiaodongfeng car directly to the downstairs of Gan Qi's company.

"I'm already here, when will you be done?"

Gan Qi looked at the time. It was only half past six. Fortunately, her hands were quick today and the painting was completed earlier than expected.

"I'll be there soon too, wait for me for a few minutes."

"it is good."

Meng Yan put down his phone, lowered the rearview mirror, and carefully adjusted his hair and collar in front of the mirror.

He must always stay neat and handsome in front of his wife.

In the studio, Gan Qi quickly put down her painting, cleaned the paint box, washed her hands, changed her clothes, and before leaving, she did not forget to pick up the huge bouquet of blue roses.

"Hey, Yan Yan~"

Gan Qi waved towards her husband's car with a bright smile on her face.

But when Meng Yan saw from afar that she was holding a bouquet of big roses in her arms, his face instantly turned as cold as ice.