Chapter 58 — Flowers

　　"Then talk," Qin Jiran agreed begrudgingly.

　　"No problem, but I have to know your situation first, yeah? Boss, why don't you tell me more about you and sister-in-law?" Zhang Minghui inquired tentatively, his eyes filled with undisguised curiosity.

　　That was when Qin Jiran started to regret giving him a chance to talk. Was it right for a playboy to be this gossipy?

　　"Just tell me what you do when you go on a date, the rest is none of your business." He wasn't going to tell anyone else about him and Su Yanyi. That was their story, and their little secret. No one else should know about them.

　　Zhang Minghui pursed his lips and gave up to start pondering seriously over date ideas instead. It wasn't that he didn't want to persist, but he knew what kind of person Qin Jiran was. The man clearly wasn't going to tell him anything, so Zhang Minghui could only speculate on his own.

　　"There are all kinds of dates. Usually, you would take the girl out to eat, shop, and then you rent a hotel room. But I'm guessing that's not what you want to do, right boss? Do you want the date to be romantic or thrilling? You can tell me that much, at least?"

　　Qin Jiran thought about it before responding, "Something special, relaxing, and not messed up."

　　He wasn't a very romantic person, and he didn't think Su Yanyi was either. He would rather relax than do something thrilling, and he believed she was the same. He thought she would like a date that was special and relaxing.

　　"Tut-tut. Boss, you're no fun. Won't Queen Su think you're too uptight?" Zhang Minghui looked at Qin Jiran worriedly. He knew that the man was an iceberg, but he hadn't expected him to be so conservative too! Relaxing? What relaxing? Only old married couples would want that!

　　This time, Qin Jiran was really choked up. Just the other day, he was deemed stupid by Yanyi, and now he was being called uptight by Zhang Minghui. Could it be that Yanyi thought so too?

　　When his thoughts reached this point, his expression fell and was imbued by a hint of disappointment. How was he supposed to change his personality?

　　When he saw the conflicted emotions flicker across Qin Jiran's face, Zhang Minghui laughed, but after that, he felt a bit envious.

　　Zhang Minghui thought: If I had my own true love, I wouldn't play around and be fickle for the fun of it.