Chapter 136 - Phantom Plan (16) (1/2)
Chapter 136: Phantom Plan (16)
The headlight was offending to the eyes. As Lu Jia’er turned around, the light was turned off. When she saw the license plate, a radiant smile emerged on her face.
Ian, who was in the driver’s seat, smiled a charming smile. He leaned over to pick up the bouquet on the passenger seat before he got out of the car.
Lu Jia’er was pleasantly surprised to see Ian holding a bouquet. She kept her eyes on him as he walked over slowly.
Lu Jia’er was the one that initiated the conversation. “You startled me there. How long have you been here?”
“Not long!” Ian replied with a gentle smile as he handed the bouquet to Lu Jia’er.
Lu Jia’er set her sight at the bouquet. They were not roses or lilies, but a bouquet of kapok. She had no idea when it became a thing to give a bouquet of kapok as a present. But this bouquet of kapok was quite interesting and was what Lu Jia’er would like.
“Is this for me?” Lu Jia’er asked, with a smile.
“Is there anyone else standing in front of me?” Ian grinned. His eyes spoke nothing but tenderness.
Lu Jia’er shot a swift smile. “No, there is not. Since this is for me, I will gladly accept it!” With that said, Lu Jia’er took over the bouquet of kapok from Ian.
Though the leading part of the bouquet was dried kapok, there was dried Baby’s Breath on the side. While the scent of the flowers was not strong enough to assail the nostrils, the bouquet presented a sense of quiet elegance.
It was not the first time that Lu Jia’er had received a bouquet but this one was unique. More importantly, this was the first time that Ian had ever given her flowers.
“Do you like it?” Noticing that Lu Jia’er’s attention was on the bouquet, Ian asked with a smile.
Lu Jia’er looked up. Happiness had climbed to her eyes. “Yes, I do!”
This answer made Ian smile. “I will walk you up!”
Lu Jia’er nodded. Then, she and Ian headed toward the elevator, arm in arm, intimately.
“Did tonight’s session go well?” Ian asked a casual question.
“Yes, everything is good!” Lu Jia’er replied.
This answer eliminated much worry buried in the depth of Ian’s eyes. “I’m glad to hear that!”
Lu Jia’er turned over to look at him. “Are you worried about my work?” She asked.
Ian hurried to explain. “I am not worried about your work, but you. I know that the accident was not serious, but you cannot be too careless with your condition!”
Ian’s words of concern warmed Lu Jia’er’s heart. “You can relax. I am fine!”
Ian patted her head fondly, which made Lu Jia’er feel both shy and sweet. As they arrived at the elevator, Ian pushed the button. A moment later, the door was open and both stepped in.
They were the only two people in the elevator. Ian leaned over to Lu Jia’er gently. She must have guessed what his intention was because, out of shyness, she used her hand to stop him and reminded him in a low voice, “There are surveillance cameras here!”
Ian had to give up. Then, he whispered to Lu Jia’er in a soft voice, “Jiajia, move to my place!”
Ian was so close to her. She looked at him and asked, “Are you suggesting that we live together?”
“Yes. You are my girlfriend. Move in with me so I can take care of you!” Ian replied.
Lu Jia’er’s eyes were filled with tenderness. “I can think about us living together!” she said.
“Give me your answer as soon as possible!” Ian said, gently.
Lu Jia’er nodded shyly, “Sure!”
Ian walked her to her door. When he was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly grabbed him and raised herself on a tiptoe to kiss him on the cheek.
Ian paused there for a moment and so did Lu Jia’er because when she touched Ian’s cheeks, she saw Jin Xiangdong’s face on Ian’s face again.
This was really bizarre!
Soon, Ian regained his senses. Lu Jia’er was still in a daze when he said, “Come on, go inside now!”
Lu Jia’er came back to her senses and nodded, feeling ill at ease. She opened the door and walked in. Before she closed the door, she said happily, “Thank you for your flowers. Good night!”
Ian’s sight was gentle as he gazed at her. “Good night!”
Su Han saw Lu Jia’er coming back with a bouquet of kapok “The language of kapok is to cherish the people around you!” Su Han said.
Lu Jia’er did not know the language of flower for kapok but Su Han’s words had made her even more pleased. “Is that so?”
“I am the walking encyclopedia!” Su Han said, without shame.