Chapter 52: The Fall of the King in the Chilling Sky 18 (Extra Chapter for 1000 Recommendation Votes)

The shop owner, feeling as though he’d just been force-fed a bowl of dog food: “…”

Fine, you win.

No longer wishing to be subjected to their public display of affection, he swiftly wrapped up the bouquet, collected the money, and ushered out the customer who was still gloatingly listing all his girlfriend’s virtues.

“Sir, your flowers are ready. Go on, hurry and deliver them, don’t waste your time,” the owner pressed the bouquet into the customer’s hands and all but pushed him out the door.

“…Xiaoya is really beautiful, and she’s so good to me… Wait, you don’t want to hear more?” Huangfu Shang, rarely finding someone willing to quietly listen to him, was reluctant to leave.

The owner replied, “No, I don’t. Please, go deliver your flowers.”

Huangfu Shang, still lingering, said, “Alright, I’ll go deliver the flowers first. Next time, I’ll tell you more.”

The owner: “…”

Please, have mercy on this single soul.

Hiding nearby and witnessing the entire spectacle, Le Yixian couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

She took out her phone and sent Huangfu Shang a message: “What are you up to?”

He quickly replied, “Helping my brother deliver flowers QAQ. And I miss you.”

Her lover was truly sweet. Le Yixian replied, “I miss you too,” and put her phone away.

With her own bouquet in hand, she followed behind Huangfu Shang, watching as he stood waiting for the elevator, flowers cradled in his arms. The elevator was still upstairs and slow to come down.

A few young nurses nearby kept sneaking glances at him, whispering among themselves.

Eventually, one nurse was nudged forward. “Excuse me, sir.”

Huangfu Shang turned to her. He was pale and handsome, his eyes bright and clear. His usually chilly aura was softened by the little curls on his head, his lips slightly parted. “Yes?”

“Could we add each other on WeChat?” The nurse’s cheeks flushed as she met his gaze.

She’d noticed this boy for a while now. He looked cool and aloof, but the gentleness he sometimes showed while answering calls made her heart race.

“No,” Huangfu Shang looked away, rejecting her coldly and without hesitation.

The nurse looked crestfallen, nearly on the verge of tears, as she returned to her friends.

Then they watched as a stunning young woman, also carrying a bouquet, walked up to the handsome boy.

“Hi, you bought flowers too? So did I. Where did you get yours?” the beauty asked, striking up a conversation.

The nurse, still smarting from rejection, thought haughtily: Don’t think that clumsy pickup line will get you anywhere with him!

“…I… from the flower shop in front of the hospital…” The handsome young man was momentarily stunned, then ducked his head shyly as he answered.

The nurse and her friends: “…”

“What a coincidence! I got mine there too. Talk about fate—let’s add each other on WeChat?” Le Yixian said, smiling.

No, our handsome boy would never agree—so the nurse desperately told herself.

But to her shock, a lovely blush spread across his face. His voice was barely audible as he replied, “Okay.”

He obediently handed his phone to the beauty.

The nurse and her friends: “……”

Wait, what happened to all that cold indifference? The icy rejection?

They were all stunned into silence, missing the elevator altogether as they watched the newly minted friends walk in together.

After a long pause, one of the nurses finally voiced what they were all thinking: “This damn face-obsessed world.”

Yes, this damn face-obsessed world!

Inside the elevator, now empty except for the two of them, Le Yixian leaned closer to Huangfu Shang, who was cradling the flowers in both hands, his head bowed, the pale column of his neck exposed beneath his dark hair.

So fair, Le Yixian thought silently. This must be the kind of boy who makes life impossible for girls everywhere.

“Who are you going to see?” Le Yixian leaned in and blew gently over his neck.

Huangfu Shang stiffened, the tips of his ears turning red as he stammered, “My sister-in-law!”

“Oh, your sister-in-law? Bringing her flowers?” Le Yixian asked with a smile.

“These are from my brother. He was too embarrassed to come himself,” Huangfu Shang hurriedly explained, worried she’d misunderstand.

Just then, something warm brushed his cheek.

Le Yixian arched a brow, wiped her lips with her finger, and narrowed her eyes in playful contemplation. “Not bad,” she said.

Huangfu Shang: “…”

He was momentarily speechless.

Just the sight of Xiaoya made him feel…

Made him want to pull her close. Huangfu Shang lowered his gaze, hiding the turbulent light in his eyes beneath his lashes.

“Alright, I’ll stop teasing you.” Le Yixian straightened, fearing he might faint. “Since when did you have a sister-in-law, anyway?”

According to the plot, Ouyang Zining and Huangfu Lie wouldn’t be together for a few more years. Was there another cousin or something?

“My cousin’s girlfriend,” Huangfu Shang said, a hint of regret in his eyes as she stepped back. “My brother’s girlfriend is pregnant. He said she’s my cousin’s wife now.”

Le Yixian: “…”

Could it be Ouyang Zining?

“I’ll go with you to see her,” Le Yixian said, glancing at her beloved. In the story, he was the second male lead, hopelessly and tragically in love with the heroine.

“Hm?” Huangfu Shang looked puzzled.

Le Yixian’s lips curved. “Let’s go see our sister-in-law. When we get married, your cousin can give us a big red envelope.”

Boom!

Huangfu Shang felt a rush of heat; he thought if someone cracked an egg on his face it would cook through. He couldn’t explain why he was so flustered—maybe it was the “our” she used, or maybe it was the word “married.”

Either way, he was overwhelmed with excitement.

Ouyang Zining was staying in a VIP ward on the top floor; it was very quiet there.

When they opened the door, they saw Ouyang Zining packing up, looking as if she wanted to sneak out.

“Sister-in-law, what are you doing?” Huangfu Shang was startled, circling her a few times, but didn’t dare stop her.

“I’m not your sister-in-law, don’t call me that… Xiaoya?” Ouyang Zining snapped impatiently, only to look up and be surprised to see the girl beside Huangfu Shang.

“Hello, sister-in-law,” Le Yixian walked over, pulled the clothes and luggage from her hands, and guided her to sit on the bed. “Don’t get upset, it’s not good for the baby.”

“So you’re here to make trouble too?” Ouyang Zining, close friends with her, kicked her lightly in annoyance.

This earned her a sharp glare from Huangfu Shang, who had always treated her with respect. Ouyang Zining was baffled: “???”

Le Yixian burst out laughing. “I wasn’t wrong. Huangfu calls you sister-in-law, so I should too, right?”

Ouyang Zining: “???”

She glanced at the now stone-faced Huangfu Shang, then back at her friend. “You’re Huangfu’s girlfriend? Wait—you’re telling me just from that little kick, he’s glaring at me like that?”