"Care for a drink?"
Lin Shen chuckled and stood up. He casually picked up the bouquet of roses from the opposite sofa, brought it over to Qin Yuenan, and asked softly,
"Do you like them?"
"..."
Qin Yuenan instinctively hugged the roses Lin Shen had given her. The bright red petals were still dotted with tiny dewdrops, and a rich fragrance washed over her.
She took a soft breath in, then slowly exhaled. Her pounding heart was suddenly enveloped in a deep sense of warmth and happiness.
She had never imagined she would be treated like this.
Before, she had only ever scrolled past similar pictures and videos online, and she’d always thought the girls who were moved to tears were being overly dramatic.
But now that she was the one in the story, Qin Yuenan suddenly felt a rush of emotion that made her eyes sting.
A woman’s sentimentality is a double-edged sword.
She might come to hate someone over the smallest details, but she could also fall completely in love with them for the very same reason.
In that moment, Qin Yuenan finally understood completely.
Lin Shen had known all along what would happen tonight and had prepared a surprise in advance.
His calm demeanor had just been a cover for this.
’He’s actually this thoughtful toward me...’
Qin Yuenan bit her lip, trying hard to control her emotions.
Then she looked up, her captivating eyes gazing at Lin Shen as she asked softly,
"You prepared this for me?"
"Is there a third person involved here?"
Lin Shen chuckled teasingly and, as if by magic, pulled a bag from behind his back. His tone was slightly hesitant.
"I’m confident about everything else, but I’m not sure if you’ll like this bag..."
"A Chanel Classic Flap?"
"You know it?"
Seeing Lin Shen’s stunned expression, Qin Yuenan couldn’t help but reveal a triumphant smile that said, ’Finally, I got to surprise you for a change.’
"Because I love this bag."
"That’s good, then."
Lin Shen breathed a sigh of relief. As he placed the bag in Qin Yuenan’s hands, he smoothly took her hand and promised,
"I’ll get you an even better one next time."
"This one is already the best."
Qin Yuenan smiled faintly, feeling as if she had smiled more today than in the past few years combined.
"I’m going to go change."
"Okay."
Qin Yuenan carried the flowers into the bedroom, placed them on the bed, and started snapping photos furiously before smugly sending them to Zhao Jianing.
She was actually a low-key person who never showed off.
But she couldn’t help it. She was just too excited this time.
It was less about showing off and more about sharing her happiness with others.
Qin Yuenan put down her phone and opened her closet to pick out an outfit.
She found it harder to choose now than ever before.
But thankfully, she had only brought a few outfits, so she didn’t have to agonize over it for too long.
A black, strapless, high-slit long dress paired with strappy high-heeled sandals.
This outfit was actually an evening gown Qin Yuenan had prepared specifically for any banquets she might have to attend.
She even had a small jacket to go with it, meant to cover her rather revealing upper body.
But if she was going to be alone with Lin Shen, there was no need to be so modest. In fact, the more she revealed, the better.
So, Qin Yuenan ditched the small jacket, fully accentuating her fair, swan-like neck and delicate collarbones.
The strapless design even outlined the alluring curve of her bosom.
The dress’s high waist and high slit highlighted Qin Yuenan’s near-perfect waist-to-hip ratio and her long, shapely legs.
And the thin straps of the high heels around her ankles were the perfect finishing touch.
It was elegant and grand, yet undeniably sexy.
And then there was the "special ingredient" Qin Yuenan added just for Lin Shen.
Black stockings!