"Senior Sister Zhong, aren't these flowers beautiful?
They're for you, as an apology from me. You absolutely mustn't refuse!"
Ying Ming Hao spoke with a broad smile. With a gentle wave of his hand, he conjured an enormous bouquet of dazzling, colorful flowers as though performing a magic trick.
Their rich, fresh fragrance instantly spread through the air, seeping into the heart and leaving anyone who smelled it utterly intoxicated.
Faced with this unexpected surprise, Zhong Shuyao remained composed on the surface, but towering waves were already surging through her heart.
Although she often received flowers, this was the first time an enemy like Ying Ming Hao had gone out of his way to present her with such a lavish gift.
At that moment, Zhong Shuyao's gaze was irresistibly drawn to the exquisite blossoms. When she noticed that every flower held a gleaming Storage Ring, her heart raced even faster, and her breathing grew slightly hurried.
After all, anyone would have been stunned to see so many valuable Storage Rings at once.
Yet deep in Zhong Shuyao's heart, a fierce struggle was quietly unfolding.
Ying Ming Hao was the very culprit who had caused her father to suffer a demotion!
Although most of the blame for that incident lay with her, the facts were there regardless, beyond any possibility of denial.
"Oh, Senior Sister Zhong, you're being far too formal!
Everyone else is busy tallying the losses. No one will see us here, so you can accept them without worrying. Just consider them my apology!"
Without another word, Ying Ming Hao seized Zhong Shuyao's delicate hand, as smooth and soft as mutton-fat jade. He discreetly stroked it a few times, then slipped the lush bouquet into her arms, insisting that she accept the gift.
Caught off guard by this