This is…
Ouyang Chengze slightly frowned.
He threw it in Jiang Yingying's direction, so where did this girl come from, and why is her hand so long?
This isn't logical!
Zhu Rui took the flower and giggled non-stop, waving at Ouyang Chengze repeatedly.
Jiang Yingying was at a loss whether to cry or laugh.
At this moment, Li Zishu finally snapped out of her infatuation with Zhang Fengmian's flowers. She looked at the excited Zhu Rui with her mouth agape, then glanced at Jiang Yingying, who didn't seem happy.
Scratching her head: "This seems like a misunderstanding…"
Jiang Yingying, despite her changed disposition, had no grievances with Zhu Rui, who was a mere thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and it made no sense to take back the flowers at this moment.
Besides!
The girl got the flower by her own skills, so why should she return it to you?
Ouyang Chengze didn't name names.
She immediately tugged Li Zishu's arm, shaking her head to indicate no more should be said.
