Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 235 The flowers are still here.

He used to be so generous, like a spendthrift, that you worried he'd get taken advantage of. Now he seems to have a bad stomach and likes to live off women… well, his stomach really does have a problem now.

Shen Yanci glanced at her: "Letting you pay is also a kind of generosity."

"..."

Shen Yanci: "Anything else?"

"Ok?"

"What's different?"

Neon lights flashed outside the car window, forming a continuous expanse, casting shadows that flickered in and out of the window.

Shen Yanci: "Didn't you say it was quite different? Why did you only say one sentence?"

Qin Zhao looked out the window: "It feels different."

Shen Yanci: "Has it gotten better or worse?"

Qin Zhao: "I don't know."

Shen Yanci rested his hand on the steering wheel: "Isn't this simple? You didn't like the old one, and now you hate the new one even more?"

He seemed to mention it casually, his gaze fixed ahead, his expression obscured in the dim light.

Silence fell inside the car, with only the dashboard gleaming with a faint blue light.

Just as Shen Yanci thought Qin Zhao wouldn't answer the question, a very soft voice sounded from the side—

"I don't hate you, and I never have."

Shen Yanci curled his fingers slightly and glanced to the side.

Qin Zhao's face was turned towards the window, and she was shrouded in shadow.

The lights flashed by, and her profile was reflected in the car window, revealing a small section of her porcelain-white neck, which appeared pale and fragile.

The car became quiet again, with only the faint hum of the air conditioning vents.

The red light came on and the car slowly stopped.

Shen Yanci rested his hand on the steering wheel and unconsciously tapped his index finger.

As the car entered the parking lot, Qin Zhao yawned, his eyes misting over.

Shen Yanci: "You're sleepy already?"

Qin Zhao hummed in agreement and wiped away the overflowing water droplets: "A little."

The Western restaurant is located on the first floor, with a crystal chandelier hanging from the dome. Hundreds of prisms refract a deep blue light, and the interior is dimly lit with gradient blue lighting.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a musical fountain, with an orchestra playing in the center.

There are two warm yellow nightlights on the dining table, reflecting on the dark marble floor like starlight floating in the deep sea.

Meal time is two hours or more.

The food is chef-prepared, and the waiter thoughtfully asked if we would like some wine: "This wine has a low alcohol content, and the acidity of the green apple is just right to awaken your taste buds. It will have a unique taste experience when paired with the bread you are about to enjoy."

Qin Zhao: "I'd like a drink."

Shen Yanci: "She doesn't want any either, and we don't need any wine recommendations for the rest of the meal, thank you."

The waiter gave Qin Zhao a professional look and said, "How about you two talk it over again?"

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids slightly: "You're still taking allergy medication."

Qin Zhao: "Isn't it gone?"

Her allergy medication ran out immediately.

"Isn't there still a week left?" Shen Yanci looked at her. "Seven of them have already fallen to the ground?"

"..."

Shen Yanci: "Haven't you eaten for days?"

If desensitization therapy is interrupted, it must be started all over again.

Qin Zhao: "We ate. What do we do after we finish eating?"

"Find me."

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids slightly, his eyes dark: "Couldn't you have looked for me?"

The melodious piano music reached its climax, and the fountain outside began to change the height of its water curtain with the music on the hour. The rainbow light that occasionally passed through the glass intertwined with the indoor lights, casting flowing fragments of shadow on the silver tableware.

Qin Zhao curled his fingers: "The doctor said it would take three years."

Shen Yanci: "Do you think I won't live to see that day?"

"..."

Qin Zhao spat three times, frowning, "Don't talk nonsense."

Shen Yanci's lips curled slightly: "I'm talking about myself."

Qin Zhao frowned, looking at him. Shen Yanci simply said, "Oh, I won't say anything more."

After the waiter finished introducing the soup, he left the mealtime to them.

Qin Zhao: "Don't you find it troublesome?"

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids slightly: "Why not give it a try? What if I like being bothered?"

In such an atmosphere and lighting, a person's facial features will appear more superior and three-dimensional.

Qin Zhao lowered his eyelids and scooped up a spoonful of soup.

Three hours had passed since they finished eating.

Shen Yanci drove Qin Zhao back to Lanting Bay.

Having just eaten a full meal, she was prone to feeling dizzy from food, and she hadn't taken a nap at noon today, so Qin Zhao was truly sleepy this time.

Her head swayed forward twice, then she leaned back in her chair, her eyelids drooped, and she fell asleep.

When she woke up, she opened her eyes a crack. The car was dimly lit, and there was no glare.

She twitched her eyelids twice before slowly opening them.

Shen Yanci had also fallen asleep.

She blinked twice, still not quite awake, and stared at him for a while.

She got up, but the seatbelt stopped her, and she regained some of her senses.

She paused for a moment, then looked around at her surroundings—a parking lot.

I took out my phone and checked the time; it was almost eleven o'clock.

She turned her phone's backlight to its dimmest setting.

There were several unread messages on his phone. Qin Zhao replied to Qin Qiong and the family group, and then replied to Jiang Man.

There was a rustling sound from the driver's seat next to him. Qin Zhao turned off his phone: "You're awake."

"Ah."

Shen Yanci: "I'll take you there later."

Qin Zhao hummed in agreement.

The air inside the car was too silent, so he casually turned up the almost silent music a little.

Shen Yanci: "The desensitizing medication is at the end."

Qin Zhao lowered his eyelids.

"One month."

"I'll send you next month's in two weeks."

"it is good."

Shen Yanci gave a self-deprecating laugh and closed his eyelids slightly: "Qin Zhao, my memory isn't good, and I have a lot to do. Don't just trouble me, trouble yourself too. Could you please remind me?"

"Remind me once every two weeks."

He looked at her: "Can you do it?"

Qin Zhao lowered his eyelashes: "Yes."

Shen Yanci stared at her for two seconds and then hummed in agreement.

As the car was about to start, he tapped the steering wheel with his finger: "Could you help me take care of my flowers?"

Qin Zhao raised his eyes slightly.

Shen Yanci: "Gardenia. The one I bought when I gave you flowers last time. I've been growing it for a while now, and I really like it. It bloomed in May."

Qin Zhao cracked his knuckles: "Didn't you say you weren't coming back?"

Shen Yanci: "The flowers are still here."

Qin Zhao's fingers curled slightly.

"Give it back to me when you come back from summer vacation," Shen Yanci said in a low, magnetic voice. "Is that alright?"

Qin Zhao was about to say "good" when he hesitated, then hesitated again: "I've never grown flowers before. What if I kill them?"

"..."

Shen Yanci: "I will send you instructions on how to care for flowers, and I will also give you the necessary supplies. You can do this every day—"

He paused for a moment, then said, "Or send me a photo in a couple of days so I can see how it is. I'll let you know when it needs adjusting."

"If you put your heart into it, it will bloom."

Shen Yanci lowered his eyelids slightly: "If it withers in the end, it's my problem, it has nothing to do with you."

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(End of this chapter)