Jiang Yi looked in the direction she was pointing and immediately burst out laughing, "Why has your boss treated Mr. Chen's flowers like trash and tossed them over there?"
In the corner, there were many bunches of roses, but they weren't placed in vases; instead, they were carelessly discarded on the floor, messily piled together like a heap of garbage. It's a real shame for those fresh flowers, displaying their beautiful forms yet unadmired, lying coldly on the floor in the corner, waiting to be swept out the door.
