The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me

Chapter 2247 - 2672: Sense of Security



Chapter 2247 - 2672: Sense of Security

To get a bite to eat, she shamelessly acted cute with Jun Mochan.

Those who are full can’t understand the hunger of those who are starving. After eating bland porridge for a month, even a pack of spicy strips seemed delicious.

"What do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you," Lan Shao said, rolling up his sleeves.

"I don’t want porridge, anything but chicken soup will do," Fan Rou said excitedly.

"Oh, alright, just wait."

Fan Rou was truly excited. She stood up, about to follow him.

"You sit down. I’ll bring it to you when it’s done. You’ll just be in the way."

The first half of the sentence made Fan Rou feel he was so considerate, but the second half—wow, he was actually disliking her.

"Fine, who wants to watch you anyway."

After two hours, the soup was finally ready. As soon as Lan Shao appeared within sight, Fan Rou stared at him without blinking.

That blatant look made Lan Shao’s heart flutter.

But soon, he realized Fan Rou’s gaze was not on him, but on his hands.

Immediately, any romantic notions vanished.

When he reached her, Fan Rou pulled down his arm eagerly and stretched her head forward.

"Be careful, it’ll spill,"

Fan Rou acted as if she didn’t hear him, excitedly inching her head closer. When she saw what kind of soup it was, her face fell immediately: "Can we have something different?"

"This is something different, it’s pork rib corn soup, how about it? Wanna give it a try?"

Seeing Lan Shao’s expression asking for praise, Fan Rou couldn’t refuse no matter what.

She reluctantly nodded: "Alright."

It wasn’t chicken soup, so Fan Rou grudgingly accepted it. After finishing, Lan Shao took her for a walk in the neighborhood.

Because it’s a high-end neighborhood, the greenery was excellent, and during the sweet osmanthus season, the air was filled with its fragrance.

As the wind blew, the osmanthus flowers floated gently down from the branches.

A thick layer covered the ground, and Fan Rou delightedly stepped on it.

Lan Shao didn’t stop her; he just stood beside her, watching.

When she got tired of stepping, they walked back hand in hand.

"By the way, I want to keep some potted flowers on your balcony, is it okay?"

She thought it would be lovely to water the flowers when she had nothing to do and paint on the balcony while smelling the floral fragrance.

She had wanted to do this for a long time, but her place was limited in space.

The rented place had no balcony, so this idea had always been on hold.

"Sure, this is your home too, do whatever you like."

"Who’s interested in messing things up for no reason?" Fan Rou stuck out her tongue.

Suddenly, Lan Shao scooped her up in his arms, and Fan Rou screamed, holding onto him tightly: "What are you doing?"

"I just like you."

He liked it when she left traces in his house; it gave him a sense of security.

"I know, but please put me down, everyone’s watching."

It was after dinner, and there were still some people walking around.

Didn’t she notice people were glancing their way intentionally or unintentionally?

"Let them watch, I don’t care. I just want to carry you home," Lan Shao said happily.

She was thinking of growing flowers here, maybe she was already considering this her home?

Seeing that persuasion was futile, Fan Rou buried her head in Lan Shao’s chest.

Sometimes, being an ostrich isn’t so bad.

After they returned, Fan Rou ordered a few pots of flowers online.

Soon, the staff delivered the flowers.

In addition to flowers, she also ordered some potted plants to place in every corner of the house.


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