Dong Huiying held the bouquet uncertainly, unsure of what to do with it. Put the flowers in water? But she had already packed her bags, ready to leave here. Yet to dry them as a keepsake would be too much of a pity. Such a happy dilemma. Shu Yu glanced at her, immediately seeing through her little thoughts. "It’s just a bunch of flowers, if you like them, I’ll pick more for you later," she said. He brushed off the dust on his sleeve absent-mindedly, but accidentally noticed a stain, probably from when he was picking flowers. His eyebrows furrowed in displeasure. "Really?" Her eyes lit up as she looked at Shu Yu. Shu Yu paused for a moment, then articulated slowly, "If they wilt, I’ll pick a new bunch. You’ll always have fresh flowers to admire, so don’t trouble your pretty little head over it." Can’t you be a bit sweeter? You love candied fruits yet your tongue is so sharp. Where did all those candies I bought for you go? She pouted a little but looked down at the bouquet in her hands, feeling more and more pleased with it. The flowers bloom in two places, each branch telling its own story. Dong Huiying became happier because of a bouquet. But over at Qi Xi’s place, a single bouquet turned his day into a tragic mess. "Ow! Eldest Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong!" "Ow~~~~ still hitting? I’ve already admitted I was wrong!" "Ow~~~ is it not enough to admit I was wrong?" Almost crying from the beating, Qi Xi felt utterly aggrieved. When the two of them finally "finished," Qi Xi limped out from a small alley. The sight of his bruised and battered face was pitiful. He rubbed his thigh vigorously, nearly beaten into a pulp by Eldest Brother earlier. His resentful little eyes glanced at the man behind him. Whispering, grumbling—"It’s not my fault; what were you thinking before? I’ve always said, haven’t I? I fancy Lady Dong, Eldest Brother, you didn’t say anything at the time. But now, over a small bouquet, you forget our friendship and beat me ..." Sob, he’s pitifully aggrieved, so pitiful! He stopped suddenly, glaring fiercely at his Eldest Brother: "Anyway, I fancy her! Even if you beat me again or beat me to death, I fancy her! Why shouldn’t I approach her, give her flowers, when you tell me I can’t?" Qi Xi looked indignant, "I fancy her, want to be with her, want Lady Dong to marry me! In Dayuan, there are many examples of women having multiple husbands. Even the Imperial Court encourages women to take more husbands, and I want to be her man, just like you, to be her husband!" Watching the man’s face darken, Qi Xi clenched his fists with determination: "Anyway, I won’t give up!!" Having made his emphatic declaration, Qi Xi quickly slipped away in retreat. Despite how brave he appeared, he swallowed hard, his courage faltering, feeling both scared! Eldest Brother’s punches were incredibly hard; truly difficult to withstand. And he actually knew that Eldest Brother hadn’t used his full strength, otherwise Mist Capital would have had to arrange Qi Xi’s funeral tomorrow. In any case, Qi Xi fled faster than a rabbit, while Liang Zhichen’s face remained ominous, his heart burning with anger.