"What are you looking at?" Leng Youyou's voice startled Ouyang Zijing, causing her to shiver and turn around, only to see Luo Ye standing at the door, smiling warmly at her. "Why are you back?" Ouyang Zijing asked incredulously.
"Did you think you made me run away?" Luo Ye approached her with a smile, looked downstairs, and moved the daffodils by her feet to the windowsill. "They look prettier here."
Ouyang Zijing hurriedly moved them down. "Placed on the windowsill, they'll be the first thing noticed when entering. Ye Xuan doesn't like these flowers, better to keep them on the ground."
"It's fine. If I asked him to put them here, he'd surely agree." Luo Ye said, moving them back up. "As of now, I am still his fiancée. Where things are placed, I have the final say. If you keep being so inconsiderate, don't blame me for being rude."
"You..." Ouyang Zijing glanced downstairs again, a mysterious glint flashed in her eyes. "I brought these flowers, you don't mind?"
