After leaving Xingkai, Shen Lian went to a florist first. This time, he skipped the browsing and went straight for ninety-nine roses, asking the owner to wrap them beautifully. Then he went to a luxury store to pick up the watch he had ordered.
With everything ready, he also bought desserts and hot tea before finally heading to Hengtai.
Shen Lian contacted Sun Binghe first. The man was quick at arranging anything.
When that enormous bouquet of roses emerged from the back seat, Sun Binghe's eyes widened slightly. Seriously, were they still in the honeymoon phase?
Shen Lian had just used the stylist at his studio, and his standards had been high. At the moment, he was immaculate from his hair down to the soles of his feet.
Sun Binghe narrowed his eyes and pondered it, but couldn't figure out why.
As though he had noticed his confusion, Shen Lian stepped forward and volunteered, "There's a project I want to take."
Understanding dawned on Sun Binghe's face.
"Do I look handsome?" Shen Lian asked.
Judging by an ordinary person's perfectly ordinary taste, Sun Binghe nodded. "You look good."
"Okay." Shen Lian straightened his back. "A sugar-coated offensive is bound to work."
Sun Binghe had a slight objection to that. "Teacher Shen, I think... even without all this careful preparation, a few sweet words would be enough to get Boss to agree."
"Wearing him down would definitely work," Shen Lian agreed. "But that's different. If I can make him a little happier, why not?"
Sun Binghe chuckled. "You really spoil Boss."
Shen Lian said, "He spoils me too."
When the elevator doors opened, the roses hid Shen Lian's face. Yang Bin saw Sun Binghe first and blurted out, "One of the shirts you sent over last night was the wrong size.