When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase-Chapter 564: Mrs. Sheng’s Secret (14)

In the afternoon, Sheng Jianan finished dealing with the last document in his hands, glanced at the time—it was ten minutes to five. He walked into the break room, washed his face, tidied up a bit, gave the mirror a defiant and handsome smile to ensure his image wouldn’t embarrass his own woman, and then turned and walked out.

It took forty minutes to get from Shengshi to Tang Yanqi’s workplace.

With ample time, Sheng Jianan drove a while, then stopped in front of a flower shop.

"Hello, sir, what do you need?"

Sheng Jianan’s gaze swept around the shop, landing on the roses. He pointed, "Eleven red ones, nine white ones, wrap them for me."

"Certainly."

If it were before, Young Master Sheng would’ve unhesitatingly gone for something like "999," or at the very least "99." But now, he hadn’t even considered it. Though he didn’t mind such ostentatious gestures, that woman didn’t like them.

The bouquet was quickly wrapped. Sheng Jianan looked over it; the roses were fresh, tender, and dripping with dew. The young girl’s aesthetics in wrapping flowers was quite impressive and not at all tacky.

Considering Sheng Jianan’s picky eye, the fact that he recognized the aesthetics is telling.

Sheng Jianan took out the money to pay. The total came to a hundred and fifty. He placed two bills on the counter and turned to leave.

Since he appreciated the girl’s flower wrapping skills and taste, Young Master Sheng instinctively glanced back before leaving without stopping.

After walking outside, Sheng Jianan suddenly remembered something and went back inside.

Inside, the young girl was about to put the money into the drawer. Seeing Sheng Jianan return, she thought he was there for change and politely handed over a fifty: "Sir, your change."

Sheng Jianan didn’t take it but squinted and asked, "Your flowers are nice here. Do you have a contact number? I might need more in the future."

The young girl was stunned but quickly went to find a business card. The card box was empty, so she swiftly grabbed a piece of white paper and carefully wrote—[Meng Yuwei, 132XXXX7980]

She handed it to Sheng Jianan with both hands: "Sir, sorry, our boss’s cards are out. This is my contact information. You’re welcome to visit again."

Sheng Jianan took it, nodded, and turned to leave.

"Sir, your change." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Meng Yuwei called after him, but Sheng Jianan ignored it, walked out, carefully placed the flowers in the back seat, returned to the driver’s seat, and looked at the elegant handwriting in his hand.

Meng Yuwei?

Not that name, not exactly the same look, but maybe she’s changed as she grew. An eighteen-year-old and a twenty-five or six-year-old girl always have some differences.

Sheng Jianan took out his phone and made a call to Shen Jiyan, simply saying a few words and adding at the end, "Not sure, not confident, see for yourself."

This little episode made Sheng Jianan’s originally relaxed schedule tight. Worse, he encountered a minor collision on the road, causing a complete traffic jam. As the time ticked away, Young Master Sheng frowned, clearly showing an impatient expression.

He didn’t call Tang Yanqi as he just wanted to surprise her. Is it as though whenever one person wants to surprise the other, something always goes wrong, becoming a routine?

After finally getting through the traffic jam, Young Master Sheng drove like the wind but was still somewhat late. He arrived at the embassy’s entrance fifteen minutes after Tang Yanqi’s off-work time.