Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 445: Come On, Let Me Give You Even More Romance!

Lu Jihan’s lips curled into a faint smile, his eyes full of deep affection: "I knew you were focused on practicing the piano, so I didn’t want to disturb you."

Song Yinyin pursed her lips apologetically, "Don’t wait in the future, just call me. I can practice the piano at home."

"Okay." Lu Jihan nodded slightly, his gaze shifting to Xiao Xiao, who was staring at him in a daze.

"Who is she...?" he asked politely, slightly furrowing his brow.

"Oh, hello! Mr. Lu, I’m Xiao Xiao, an employee at the Grand Theater. You’re my idol, my male god, Mr. Lu, I..."

Xiao Xiao seemed to turn into an infatuated fan, unabashedly expressing her admiration for Lu Jihan.

However, Lu Jihan only nodded slightly and said, "Hello."

Then, he deftly avoided her outstretched hand, walked directly to Song Yinyin, and put his arm around her shoulder.

"Let’s go."

With that, Lu Jihan took Song Yinyin’s hand and headed towards the car.

Today, he personally drove over to pick up Song Yinyin, in high spirits, while Shen Kang had taken another car to pick up Song Dabai.

He reached the door but didn’t rush to open it; instead, he walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and pulled out a large bouquet of red roses.

Xiao Xiao was even more taken aback.

Oh my god, to think that the usually stern, decisive, even cold-faced Mr. Lu would actually buy roses?!

If only it were given to her... how wonderful that would be...

Not only was Xiao Xiao shocked, but even Song Yinyin didn’t expect that Lu Jihan would buy such a large bouquet of red roses for her.

Seeing her standing there, not taking the bouquet, Lu Jihan had a smile lingering on his lips: "Don’t like it? If you don’t like it, I’ll give it to little Xiao here."

At that, Song Yinyin was immediately flustered.

"Who says I don’t like it? I love it!" She quickly took the red roses and brought them up to her nose, taking a deep sniff.

They smelled so fragrant.

Song Yinyin lifted her lashes and asked, "Why did you suddenly become so romantic?"

Lu Jihan’s lips curved slightly, pulling her slender waist closer: "Come on, I’ll give you even more romance!"

Indeed, she liked it.

Their eyes seemed only for each other; neither of them noticed Xiao Xiao’s expression. She seemed to turn invisible.

...

Getting into the car, Song Yinyin carefully placed the bouquet in her arms.

Holding ninety-nine flowers isn’t easy; she seemed to be cradling a precious piece of porcelain, afraid it might just shatter, so she held it with great care, not letting it get a scratch.

A smile played unconsciously on her lips, her gaze fixed on the vibrant rose petals, occasionally nudging them gently with her hand...

"Smiling so dreamily, have you never received flowers from a man before?" Lu Jihan teased.

Unexpectedly, he hit the mark, and Song Yinyin was startled, then vexedly glared up at him: "Who says? I used to have many suitors, and the flowers I received could line up all the way to the Pacific Ocean!"

She was boasting without reserve.

Lu Jihan’s lips still held a smile, without bursting her bubble.

"But seriously, what made you suddenly think of buying me roses today?"

"Being sudden is what makes it a surprise. Otherwise, how could it be called a surprise?" He replied mildly, having already started the engine.

Makes sense.

Hearing this, Song Yinyin’s lips curled up slightly.

"Did you really wait outside for me for an hour?"

"Would I lie about it?"

Though it must have been hard for him, and she felt quite sorry, yet Song Yinyin also found herself feeling sweet inside.