Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The car door opened from the side as Qiao Nian walked over. The woman in the driver’s seat did not get out. She reached out and took off her sunglasses, revealing an ordinary but well-defined oval face.

“Qiao.”

The woman curled her red lips and took out a large bouquet of fiery red roses. The red of the roses was dazzling and was almost as flashy as the car.

However, the woman did not think so at all. She smiled and handed the flowers over. “Long time no see~ This is a gift.”

Qiao Nian watched as a bouquet of roses was handed to her. Reluctantly, she reached out to take it and glanced at the card.

The card read: Congratulations on entering the finals.

The handwriting was neat and the strokes were written especially carefully. The fountain pen left a mark on the hook. It was obvious that the person who wrote the card was serious at that time.

The card was unsigned.

congratulated her dryly, not even leaving

had sent her the

She placed the roses in the back seat and raised her eyebrows. She narrowed her eyes and glanced at the woman in the driver’s seat. Her

the window and spoke

not surprised at all that Qiao Nian knew that the flowers weren’t from her. She rubbed her nose rather dryly and smiled with some surprise. “How do you know they’re not from me? What if they are? The law doesn’t say that

front of her. The card slowly floated down. The message on the

dry. She raised her hand to push down the brim of her

???

and turned to look at her. Her eyes under the brim of her

a little better than

ugly words. It was so ugly that it looked like it had been carved

do. It’s not his fault that his handwriting is ugly, but it’s too painful to

to her mouth and coughed, barely holding back her laughter. “I told him not to write the card, but he insisted. I told him that whatever he wrote would not be

with so many tricks, but one

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