Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1718 - 815 Mom Picks a Car, Surprise_3

Chapter 1718: Chapter 815 Mom Picks a Car, Surprise_3

Yan Fei muttered softly, "It’s fine, we can talk after your rehearsal tonight."

"Alright then!" The girl glanced around but didn’t notice anything unusual.

As they were about to finish eating, Xu Xiaoyan suddenly said to the girls cleaning up the dishes, "You all tidy up first, I’m going upstairs to change my shoes."

Before Yan Fei could react, she bolted upstairs.

When two people are together for a long time, they truly start to develop a mutual understanding. The girl, seeing that Yan Fei wasn’t saying anything, began speculating. Based on Yan Fei’s usual little "tricks," she knew she had to figure out where the anomaly lay.

"Ah!" Moments later, Xu Xiaoyan let out a startled cry from upstairs.

"What happened? What happened?" Jiang Xueling, already tense after seeing Xu Xiaoyan rush upstairs, dropped what she was holding and ran up, fearing something had occurred.

Yan Fei didn’t have time to stop her, and behind him, Zhang Haiyang—who had been cleaning the table—was no slower. Meanwhile, Yan Fei himself, who seemed resigned just moments earlier, now found himself squeezed to the back. He, of course, knew what the girl was surprised about, so he remained calm...

Xu Xiaoyan was standing upstairs between two doorways. The study on the left seemed relatively normal; she only noticed that there were a lot more books, but didn’t have time to see what they were. At that moment, however, the bedroom filled with a sea of flowers clearly drew her gaze.

The "big boss" never demanded his workers cultivate flowers, nor did the farm base grow many. But even the casual flowers Yan Fei had planted on Vegetable Garden Island years ago had been thriving in that prehistoric world for ages.

Back then, Vegetable Garden Island had long ceased to live up to its name and had transformed into a sea of flowers. Under the island’s ideal climate, even with Yan Fei rarely tending to them, the flowers continued to bloom in full force, thriving wildly despite the lack of visitors to admire them.

The greenhouse-cultivated flowers, once placed in a suitable environment, competed with the native plants for survival. Unsurprisingly, they emerged victorious.

To this day, Yan Fei couldn’t distinguish roses from garden roses; the largest blossoms could rival a large soup bowl. Of course, Yan Fei only picked the smaller, more delicate ones...

In December, the Provincial City had long since embraced winter. Where other than a flower base could one see so many flowers? So, when the girls following Jiang Xueling saw the bedroom decorated with a sea of flowers, their eyes lit up with shimmering stars.

The only exception was Miss Xu Xiaoyan, who, after coming to her senses, blushed with a face redder than the flowers themselves.

The bedroom was filled with flowers arranged into heart shapes, even lining the area around the bed. At the center of each heart were gifts unwrapped from their packaging: dazzling jewelry, watches, clothes, shoes...

Even the bed itself held an enormous bouquet, leaving no walking space at all.

Well, not exactly no space. From the door to the bedside was a trail of floral heart-shaped patterns, arranged one after the other with precision. The empty spaces in the middle of each heart left just enough room to step, guiding one to the final destination—the large, inviting... bed!

Boss Yan’s ambitions were utterly transparent.

The girls, though not all experienced in romance, had at least seen enough examples to understand what was going on. If any of them failed to grasp Boss Yan’s intentions after this spectacle, their college education would have been in vain.

Thus, in the next instant, everyone turned their gazes toward Xu Xiaoyan, whose face resembled a blooming rose. Covering their mouths, they giggled, "hee-hee-hee."