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Chapter 174: When You Left Me

Fei Cheng walked in front of Jian Shangwen. Against the backdrop of the blue sky and white clouds, the red-haired man's heroic spirit was even more prominent.

Jian Shangwen looked at him.

Feicheng also held a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and it was a very special bouquet of flowers.

It's made of paper.

The Fei family is wealthy and powerful. As the young master of the Fei family, he naturally has nothing lacking in material and other aspects.

Before Feicheng, it was the guests from the Leidian side who took the initiative to explain to Jian Shangwen, looking at the paper flowers in front of them.

Jian Shangwen stared at it for a moment and asked with a smile, "What is this?"

Fei Cheng held the flower in his slender hand. His palm was very broad and looked very powerful. The flower looked very small in his hand, but he looked very serious when holding it. He said, "This is the flower I folded for you."

"I folded it myself." He half squatted down and looked at Jian Shangwen.

Jian Shangwen asked, "What did you use to fold it?"

Fei Cheng said, "My ."

The wind blew in from the valley, bringing with it the warmth of the mountain breeze. The peach blossoms were in bloom, and the wind was already filled with the fragrance of the flowers.

The corners of Jian Shangwen's clothes were blown by the wind, and his eyes looked at Fei Cheng. His dark and bright eyes were particularly eye-catching and dazzling.

He didn't laugh.

But the audience saw his heart rate moving from 79, 80, 81, 82, 83... all the way to 95.

This is really a very difficult thing to understand. He didn't feel moved when he received precious gifts and beautiful flowers, and his heart rate didn't move when he received a confession of love. But when he received an ordinary bouquet of flowers folded out of paper, his heart rate moved.

"Since it's a love letter," Jian Shangwen said, "why fold it?"

Fei Cheng looked at him seriously and said, "Because I know you definitely don't want to watch it either."

"You don't like me, right?" Fei Cheng's voice was very calm: "I've thought about it for a long time. I couldn't figure it out before. I couldn't understand why you didn't want to tell me when you knew it was you under the tree that day. I also couldn't understand why you said you liked me on the first day of the program recording, but later, you didn't even look at me."

He was so young, young and open-minded. He was so young that when he met someone he liked for the first time, there were many things he couldn't figure out.

Growing up, he was the young master of the Fei family. People around him told him that he deserved the best and that he should find a noble man of equal status who was worthy of him.

He never knew how to write the word "frustration".

It was just like in the beginning, when he was so determined to go his own way and with a little encouragement from the people under the tree, he dared to start his own business. He had the courage to fear nothing.

Until I met Jian Shangwen.

"But recently, I seem to have figured it out a little bit." Fei Cheng looked up at him. He squatted in front of Jian Shangwen, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes were worn down a little. He said: "On the first day, you said you liked me, but it was just because I was stupid and easy to use. You treated me well later because you didn't like Fu Jincheng and Liang Shen, so you chose me as a second choice."