Chapter 81


    Back to Flower Land, when Crystal got out of the car, she was about to take the pink rose away. Harold


    moved faster and pressed her directly on the passenger seat. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “What


    are you doing?”


    Crystal said, “You have to help me get the fish tank. I think you’re very tired. I’ll help you get the flower.”


    “There’s no need,” Harold said. “I’ll find someone to make it into an Immortality Flower and ce it in


    the living room.”


    Crystal: “…”


    There was no need to be so cruel.


    Harold got out of the car, with one hand holding the fish tank and the other holding the flower. Crystal


    followed him with her head hanging down. She took a step forward and sighed. It was not until she


    entered the vi that she convinced herself that not everyone knew the flowernguage of pink roses


    like Harold… No, how could Harold know the flowernguage of pink roses?


    Her expression became serious. “Master White, you must have received a lot of pink roses before!”


    Harold thought about it briefly. In fact, no one was so bold as to send him pink roses. Strictly speaking,


    he had never received flowers because he never epted flowers.


    The wild beasts in the jungle did not understand romance, and they were not in the mood to appreciate


    the delicate beauty of a flower.


    It was an ident that he knew the flowernguage of pink rose.


    “No,” Harold replied. “You’re the first one.”


    “I don’t believe it.” Crystal said, “Even if it’s not pink roses, you must have received a lot of other


    flowers before, right?”


    “Hmm,” Harold replied.


    Crystal couldn’t understand. “Then why didn’t you make the flowers they sent into Immortality Flowers


    and only target me?”


    “I’m happy.” Harold took out a bottle of water from the fridge and said lightly, “If you say it again, I’l feed


    all your fish to the cat.”


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    Crystal: “!”


    “I have an online meeting.” Harold ced the water in front of Crystal, rubbed her head, and said, “You


    can go and y for a while. If you’re sleepy, go to sleep. Do you understand?”


    “Oh.” Crystal nodded.


    “There’s fruit in the fridge.” Harold thought of something and said, “It’s washed. Take it yourself if you


    want to eat it.”


    Crystal said yes again. Harold withdrew his hand and went upstairs. After taking two steps, he thought


    of something and turned back to take the rose,pletely destroying Crystal’s idea of getting rid of it.


    Crystal curled her lips and made a face at Harold’s back. Then, she turned on the TV to watch a variety


    show. At about 9:30 p.m., she went to the refrigerator in the kitchen to have a look. There


    were indeed a lot of fruits inside, some of which Crystal couldn’t even name them.


    She picked a few and made a fruit te. She felt that she couldn’t eat and drink for nothing, so she


    went upstairs with the fruit te and knocked on the door of the study.


    Harold lowered his eyes and signed his name on the document. Without even raising his head, he said,


    “Come in.”


    Crystal entered the study and ced the fruit te on the desk. She looked at Harold with anticipation.


    “…” Harold put down the pen and raised his eyebrows. “What’s wrong?”


    Crystal pushed the fruit te to him.


    Harold looked at her and asked, “Do you have something to ask of me?”


    Crystal: “…”


    Crystal said angrily, “Didn’t you notice that I cut the fruits very well? Ordinary people will praise my


    cutting skills at this time!”


    Harold paused and said, “I’m not an ordinary person. I’m not praising you.”


    Crystal was angry. “Then I won’t give it to you.”


    She went to take the te, but Harold grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Crystal’s nose hit


    Harold’s hard chest, which made her cry in pain. “… I’ll give it to you, okay? Why did you do that?”