Li Mingxi pushed her sunglasses up her nose bridge: "Mr. Jiang, so it was you."
"Miss Li, you finally remembered. Last time I even sent you flowers, did you receive them?"
"You sent them? I didn't know the person at the time, so I threw the flowers away." Li Mingxi's tone was indifferent, saying whatever came to her mind.
Jiang Shiming smiled, his peach blossom eyes constantly giving signals.
"It's alright, now you know. Miss Li, these are the flowers I'm giving you, I hope you accept them."
He handed the flowers towards her, and Li Mingxi raised her hand to push them away.
"I don't like roses."
"Then what do you like?"
Li Mingxi closed the door and smiled, "I don't like anything."
"I just like a girl as free-spirited as you."
"..." Li Mingxi, "Sorry, you should call me older sister, I'm six or seven years older than you, right?"
"Miss Li, age is never a gap. You're so young and pretty, you look six or seven years younger than me."
