"You have a good rest. If nothing happens, I'll leave first."
Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan stopped drinking the soup, his long eyebrows flew sideways, and his eyes fell on her.
Her eyebrows were cold and distant at first glance, and her distance was obvious.
When he wanted to say something, the itch in his throat came up. Jiang Beiyuan coughed twice, then frowned and waved to signal Yan Nian to leave.
Yan Nian returned to the flower shop. There was a kitchen in the single room. Early the next morning, she cooked several bowls of ginger soup, put small packages into vacuum medicine bags, and then went to send the express.
On the way back, I saw a loud roar in front of my flower shop, surrounded by people.
A hunky-backed woman and a tall, thick-set man blocked the door of her store.
There were a lot of melon-eating people gathered around.
Yan Nian walked over. When the other party saw Yan Nian, they winked at each other and suddenly threw a bouquet of red roses in front of Yan Nian.
"What the hell are the roses I bought in your store? The thorns were not removed and they pricked my hand!"
"That's right!"
The man raised the woman's hand and stretched it out in front of Yan Nian to gesture.
"Look at how my wife's delicate hands were pricked? You have to pay 10,000, no, 20,000!"
The cost of a bouquet of flowers was only a few hundred yuan, but it doubled several times as soon as I opened my mouth.
Yan Nian said nothing, just stared at the thorn in the woman's palm.
After a long while, he spoke calmly and stared at the woman, "Are you sure you bought the flowers in my store?"
"What else? For the sake of the big guy, you want to default on the bill! Come on, everyone will comment. My wife's hands are like this. This shop owner wants to default on the bill, and this store is probably going to close down!"
The melon-eating crowd was whispering and discussing.
Yan Nian opened the corner of his mouth, and there was a bit of coldness in his clear eyes.
"I'm really sorry, my memory is not very good. When did you come to buy flowers?"
"yesterday afternoon!"
"Oh~ Yesterday afternoon, this thorn in your hand was not treated?"
Yan Nian held the woman's hand and looked up and down. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but there was no panic in his eyes.
The woman snorted, "Of course I have to keep the evidence, otherwise what will happen if you don't admit it?"
"Then thank you for keeping this evidence."
Yan Nian smiled like a flower, bright, clean and full of hope. As he spoke, he looked at the man aside -
"Please, please bring over the unopened roses on the coffee table in my shop."
The man was confused, but he did as he was told.
These roses are all raw products that have not been pruned and their thorns have not been removed.
Yan Nian took out one of the delicate roses and placed it in front of the woman for comparison.
"The thorns of red roses are always hard and thick. If they are pricked and left untreated, the thorns will not soften even for three days and three nights. As for you-"
After a pause, she changed the subject. She suddenly reached out and pulled out a thorn from the woman's palm. After hearing a scream like a slaughtered pig, her smile became even wider.
"This is not a red rose, it is a cactus or a prickly pear."
"I-"
The woman's eyes averted and she gritted her teeth.
"Isn't it okay that I made a mistake? It's not a red rose, it's a cactus I bought at your house!"
"Oh~"
Yan Nian laughed.
"I'm sorry, sister, we don't sell fairy series flowers in our store, but I saw the fairy dance today."
As soon as Yan Nian finished speaking, several people around him couldn't stand it anymore.
"I often buy flowers from this store. The owner of this store is very nice. He handles the thorns cleanly every time. Your porcelain skills are too low!"
"That's right, you can't even tell the difference between a cactus and a rose thorn, and you're still shouting that it's embarrassing. Even if I don't buy flowers in this store, I can't stand it anymore!"
"Tch! Do you want to take care of it?!"
The woman became angry from embarrassment. After looking around, her eyes focused on Yan Nian again.
"You damn woman, just wait for me!"
Yan Nian had already raised his cell phone: "If you don't leave, the police will be waiting for you."
(End of chapter)