Although his contempt for Zhu Zhe was written all over his face, Chen Zufa still didn't dare put on airs in front of Wang Yan. Wang Yan's luxury car worth over a million was right there, and he was tall and powerfully built. Chen Zufa didn't have the guts to pick a fight with him.
So he awkwardly explained, "Even though Zhu Zhe and I have broken up, we're still friends, more or less. So I came by to see her. I couldn't exactly come empty-handed, so I brought flowers."
"You're not very practical, are you? This bouquet cost a few dozen yuan, didn't it? Why not buy two pounds of ribs instead? Wouldn't she enjoy eating those more?"
"Uh..." Chen Zufa didn't know how to respond.
Zhu Zhe watched the show from the side, her eyes narrowed with delight.
But Wang Yan continued, "Perfect. I've always bought ribs, but I've never bought flowers. Zhu Zhe will probably be pretty happy to receive some for a change. I'll take these flowers, then. Thanks. Here, they're for you. They may not be much use, but put them in your office with some water and they'll brighten the place up for a couple of days. Might put you in a better mood."
"Thank you. I really like them." Zhu Zhe looked up at Wang Yan.
Wang Yan looked back at Zhu Zhe, and the two exchanged glances as though no one else existed.
So... should I leave?
Chen Zufa found it revolting. He cleared his throat and forced a smile. "Then... I won't disturb you any longer. I'll be going."
Wang Yan looked back at him with an expression that plainly said, Why are you still here? Then he smiled. "Thanks for the flowers."
Chen Zufa forced another smile and awkwardly turned