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What’s more, if he did that, Shi Xiaoya would be the first person ever to receive flowers personally given by Han Zhuoling.
Since she was the first woman Han Zhuoling gave flowers to, having him send her home wouldn’t be that big of a deal.
Shi Xiaoya knew Han Zhuoling’s temperament for certain.
For him to personally send flowers was enough to show his sincerity.
Xiao Zhang thought that this was what anyone would do.
Who knew that after Han Zhuoling saw the flowers, he’d still want Xiao Zhang to deliver it?!
No wonder he couldn’t get the woman!
Xiao Zhang sighed in his heart.
Han Zhuoling sat at the back with the laptop on his legs, but not a single word registered in his brain.
His mind was buzzing with thoughts of meeting Shi Xiaoya later.
What should he say when he saw her?
How should he apologize?
How should he pacify her?
For the first time in 33 years, the first Young Master Han was nervous.
His mind was troubled, and he was in no mood nor had any motivation to do any work.
This was extremely unusual for Han Zhuoling.
If Han Zhuoli caught wind of this, he would be cackling in glee.
Han Zhuoling rubbed his temples in frustration and put his laptop back into his bag.
Not long after, the car went onto a narrow road filled with students on either side of the curb.
Then the car stopped in front of a small eatery.
Xiao Zhang turned around. “We’re here, Young Master Ling.”
Han Zhuoling took a look and was slightly stunned.
Like Han Zhuoli, he had never eaten in such a small, common eatery before, and he was at a loss.
He nodded and told Xiao Zhang, “Drive the car to the school directly. No need to wait for me.”
“Aright.” Xiao Zhang drove off after Han Zhuoling alighted.
Han Zhuoling glanced at the exterior and straightened his back. Just as he was about to enter, he saw Shi Xiaoya and Guo Yujie coming out.
Both parties never expected to bump into the other here.
Shi Xiaoya never thought that she would meet Han Zhuoling, no matter where.
She had predicted that Han Zhuoling wouldn’t attend tonight’s event.
Alas, Han Zhuoling not only came, but he even arrived at this humble shop.
He looked very much out of place in his expensive suit worth thousands, standing in such a plebeian shop entrance.
It was as if there was an invisible barrier separating Han Zhuoling from this shop.
As for Han Zhuoling, though he knew Shi Xiaoya was here since he did come here for her…
He was not prepared to meet Shi Xiaoya in the hotel, much less bump into her much earlier here at this eatery.
Han Zhuoling froze, and Shi Xiaoya was reminded of the flowers she’d received daily when she saw him.
Though he sent someone else to deliver them and she had no idea how sincere he was…
The cards were written by him personally. Shi Xiaoya blushed thinking of this.
“Young Master Ling,” Shi Xiaoya greeted uncomfortably.
With her lowered head, Han Zhuoling couldn’t see her expression, nor could he gauge her attitude towards him.
“You’re done eating?” Han Zhuoling frowned. He came for nothing, then?
She was exiting the shop, and it probably wasn’t to welcome him.
Shi Xiaoya nodded lightly. “Yes. I have work to do so I have to leave early.”
Han Zhuoling: “…”
Shi Xiaoya finally raised her head and peeked at him briefly, so swiftly that Han Zhuoling couldn’t catch anything.
He then heard Shi Xiaoya say, “You’re probably here for Young Master Han. I won’t bother you, then. Do enter.”
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