Does Boss Shen want her to switch careers and become a flower girl, or what?
Besides, her home couldn't accommodate so many flowers.
When the flowers withered, they would be a hassle to dispose of.
Qiao Xi had to leave for an out-of-town promotional tour in a few days, and she certainly didn't want these flowers to rot and stink up her home.
Shen Dang lowered his gaze toward her, his voice mild, "Otherwise, how do you say we should handle them? I'm all ears."
Qiao Xi: "..."
This question really stumped her.
A light bulb went off in Qiao Xi's mind, and she quickly came up with an idea, "Why not set up a stall at the entrance of the community and sell them?"
The slight smile on Shen Dang's lips immediately pressed down, "Are you short of money, or am I?"
She was actually going to sell his surprise.
Such a cheap thrill.
Qiao Xi said coolly, "You just said you'd listen to me."
And now he seemed to have forgotten already.
