Why are you all trying to win over me, the male supporting character?

She was definitely mocking him for being delusional, one hundred percent!

As Jiang Aiyu turned to leave, he glanced at the flowers she had brought.

At that moment, his heart trembled again.

This flower is quite interesting.

It's made of carrots, as well as red and white radishes, carved and pieced together into flowers.

It's just radish flowers.

Moreover, between two of the flowers was a card sprayed with perfume.

Lu Chengzhou took it out of the box. Inside was a sentence: What has happened can never be forgotten, it's just temporarily hidden away.

The characters are very delicate; they look like a girl's handwriting.

Lu Chengzhou suddenly remembered the look in Jiang Aiyu's eyes before she left, and it seemed that he understood something.

She probably wasn't trying to be sarcastic; she just misunderstood her expression.

she……

What I might really want to do is wink at him?

"The way he makes the wrong face is kind of cute."

He should have refused the bouquet, but instead ignored it and left it on his desk.

The weather is quite cold during this period, so it can bloom for quite some time.

Jiang Aiyu only replaced it with a new bouquet when it showed signs of decay.

Once, when he was changing the flowers, Sister Meng was brewing him a new coffee and talking about planting and managing flowers. When she saw that unique bunch of radish flowers, Sister Meng's conversation stopped.

She pursed her lips.

"It seems the boss prefers this fake blooming."

Before Lu Chengzhou could say anything, Jiang Aiyu picked up the conversation: "In this world, what is truly real?"

Okay, the topic has started to veer towards philosophy again.

Sister Meng looked at her: "It is precisely because there is not much truth in this world that I hope to grasp the truth in my heart."

Jiang Aiyu pushed up her newly bought half-rimmed glasses: "Looks like you're an idealist."

Sister Meng smiled enigmatically: "Likewise."

When the two of them talked, they were always smiling, and the atmosphere seemed very harmonious.

However, in Lu Chengzhou's view, there was a rather frightening element to it.

I have this feeling that the two of them are about to pick up weapons and start shooting each other at once.

Caught in the middle of the women's conflict, Boss Lu was only thinking about finding an excuse to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible.

So he looked around.

On the left is Sister Meng.

Unfortunately, Sister Meng is having a qipao (cheongsam) special today.

A high-slit cheongsam paired with delicate black stockings and heels over seven centimeters high—standing next to him, she's the epitome of a sexy goddess, the center of gossip.

He wanted to walk around her from behind without touching her body, not wanting to be branded a pervert, which was simply unrealistic.

Look to the right now.

Miss Jiang is dressed quite conservatively today.

To be precise, she usually dresses quite conservatively.

A long skirt paired with an opaque jacket makes her look like an ordinary schoolgirl.

But why is she holding a knife?

Looking at the sharp knife, even though Lu Chengzhou tried to convince himself that it was a tool for peeling radish flowers, he still felt a chill run down his spine!

Sister Meng was still staring at Miss Jiang.

The harmonious atmosphere, filled with smiles, continued.

With nowhere to retreat and nowhere to avoid, Lu Chengzhou was gradually surrounded by the two of them.

He rested his chin on his hand, gazing at the guests coming and going outside the door, his eyes filled with frustration.

Sister Meng: "Miss Jiang, if I remember correctly, this is the third bouquet of flowers you've sent, right?"

Miss Jiang: "Oh? It seems you're quite interested in my artwork."

Sister Meng: "My sister's creations are so beautiful, who wouldn't care? But I think it's not easy for her to make these things, so it would be better to stop now."

Ms. Jiang: "I spend my time doing meaningful things, so there's no need for you to worry about me."

Lu Chengzhou changed his posture and continued to rest his chin on his hand.

It's so noisy.

What exactly are these two guys implying?

Why can't we just have an open and honest conversation?

People say that there is no such thing as pure friendship between women, and now it seems that this is indeed true.

"I need to use the restroom, could you two please move aside?"

Lu Chengzhou finally spoke.

At that moment, their breasts were almost touching him.

If he doesn't retreat now, he'll be completely surrounded.

Sister Meng chuckled softly, turned to the side, and adopted an even more alluring pose, standing beside him.

"Please, boss."

Jiang Aiyu gritted her teeth.

Her pretty face instantly darkened.

"teacher!"

She brought up that nickname that everyone avoided mentioning.

Sister Meng turned around and glared at her.

Jiang Aiyu's clenched fist slowly loosened: "Boss, come this way."

She took a large step back, giving Lu Chengzhou enough space.

Lu Chengzhou shrugged.

"Come over here, Lu Chengzhou." Sister Meng seemed to be sulking as she took a step back. "It's quite spacious here too."

After thinking for a moment, Lu Chengzhou braced himself against the table and flipped over.

The two people left behind looked at each other in bewilderment.

Immediately afterwards, they all let out a sneer.

"Lu Chengzhou is still the same Lu Chengzhou we know."

"Teachers are always like this, they don't follow the usual path."

……

Leave the store.

Lu Chengzhou began to stroll around the streets.

They were testing him, and he was testing them.

The battles between them are invisible and intangible, yet they are very real.

He didn't know when the battle would end, but he felt a vague sense of excitement.

"Trying to play tricks on me, huh?"

"Is this some kind of psychological warfare strategy against me?"

"Let's see who gets taken down."

Lu Chengzhou should focus more on Meng Wanyu.

He knew that these people were just small fry; the real big boss was this guy.

He was increasingly looking forward to Meng Wanyu's next move.

"It's been more than half a month, is she planning to continue treating me coldly?"

Just as he was thinking about Meng Wanyu, her phone rang.

Lu Chengzhou looked at her number on the caller ID and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Ah, you guessed right.

They won't keep giving me the cold shoulder forever.

Even the most patient hunter has a moment to strike.

"Hey?"

The call connected, but the voice on the other end was lazy and listless.

Miss Meng Wanyu blew on her nails and said casually, "Oh, did I dial the wrong number? I remember I was going to call Mr. Smith."

Lu Chengzhou: Hehe.

Come on.

We've known each other for a long time, and we all know the other is a thousand-year-old fox spirit, so why bother with all this ghost stories?

He felt that even if she dialed with her eyes closed, the possibility of her dialing the wrong number was very low.

however……

When acting, you have to go all the way.