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  Under Song Baiyu's annoying gaze, Hua Yuexiang felt extremely hot all over her body, and her face turned red to the base of her neck.

  "I'll... I'll go outside and buy a pack of cigarettes, I'll come back later." Seeing Hua Yu Rong's uncomfortable appearance, Song Bo Yu threw out this sentence and ran out of the flower shop as if escaping.

  Seeing Song Baiyu's disheveled appearance, Hua Yuexiang couldn't help but let out a "hee hee" and the annoyance in her heart immediately vanished.

  Hua Yue Rong didn't actually blame Song Bo Yu, she knew that her appearance had a fatal attraction to men. Although Song Bo Yu repeatedly lost his composure in front of her, he was already considered to be behaving well; if it were another man, they would probably have taken physical action.

  With Song Baiyu gone, Hua Yuexiang felt at ease and quickly swept the floor clean with a few strokes. Meanwhile, Song Baiyu seemed to be keeping an eye on her, and as soon as she finished, he walked into the flower shop.

  "Where's your cigarette?" Hua Yuexiang looked up and down at Song Boyu and asked softly.

  "Hmm... I didn't see what I wanted around here." Song Baiyu was taken aback by Hua Yue Rong's playful side, and after a moment of stunned silence, he rubbed his nose and said awkwardly.

  "Thank you so much today, if it wasn't for your timely arrival, my store would have been finished." Xiaoyue retaliated against Song Boyu with a small smile, and Huayue Rong's face was filled with gratitude towards Song Boyu.

  "Liu Deqing is really not a thing, a big man doing business can't even do it, and he actually thought of such a despicable trick to deal with his peers, I don't know how he could bring himself to do it." Song Boyu's face turned red with anger again upon hearing this.

  Seeing Song Baiyu getting angry over his own affairs, Hua Yuexiang felt a surge of delight in her heart. She curiously asked: "Baiyu, how did you see through everything today as Liu Deqing's scheme? Why couldn't I see it?"

  Song Baiyu's step-by-step exposure of Liu Deqing's conspiracy was truly too incredible in Hua Yuexiang's eyes. She pondered for half a day and still couldn't figure out what was going on, so she naturally asked the doubts in her heart to Song Baiyu's face.

  "This is my skill for eating, can't be taught to anyone casually." Seeing Hua Yuexiang's eager eyes, Song Boyu's playful heart arose, and he said seriously.

  "Really..." Hearing Song Boyu's serious words, Hua Yuexiang thought it was true and a disappointed expression flashed across her face. However, when her eyes inadvertently swept towards Song Boyu and found him winking at her, she immediately realized that she had been teased by Song Boyu.

  "Alright, you actually dare to cheat me, watch me not beat you up." Huayue Rong's broom in her hand hadn't been put down yet, and she directly swung the broom at Song Boyu as she chased after him.

  "Hua sister, spare my life, I say, can't I even speak?" Seeing the pedestrians on the road casting their eyes towards the shop, Song Baiyu's face was a bit unbearable. He hastily surrendered, while Hua Yuerong saw that she had lost her composure and was acting like a little girl, pouting. Her powdered face flushed with two red clouds, and she immediately stopped attacking.

  "It's quite simple. Those people had lime dust on their shoes and pant legs, and they still had the smell of wine in their mouths and a strong hot pot flavor, which means they all went to eat hot pot at the same place before coming to the flower shop. In short, these people are all in cahoots with each other, not just rubbernecking."

  When Song Baiyu started speaking, Hua Yu Rong became unusually serious. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Song Baiyu without blinking, only the long eyelashes occasionally flickered, and her head nodded slightly, indicating that she was not a statue.

  "...almost every time Liu Deqing speaks, everyone will echo him, and Liu Deqing would give a signal to the glasses-wearing journalist with his eyes, and then make gestures to the customer surnamed Zhou. It can be inferred that Liu Deqing is the mastermind of this group, and when combined with the grudge between you two, the problem becomes very clear."

  Being stared at by a stunning beauty with an almost worshipful gaze can easily inflate a man's desire to show off, and Song Boyu was no exception. What could have been explained in just three or two sentences, he dragged on for half the day.

  "You observed very carefully, many details I didn't notice. At that time, I was in a hurry and knew something was wrong, but didn't know where the problem was." After listening to Song Boyu's clear analysis, Hua Yuexiang admired him with a sigh, and her gaze at Song Boyu also brightened up a lot.

  "It's just that those in power are confused, while bystanders see things clearly. I'm sure any bystander can see where the problem lies." Song Baiyu was a bit embarrassed by Hua Yuexiang's praise.

  "What's with the last flower pot, how did Mr. Zhou's customer see you break the flower pot and then say everything? If Mr. Zhou didn't confess, Liu Deqing would probably deny it to death too, in that case even if we saw through their trickery, we wouldn't be able to do anything about it."

  Seeing Song Baiyu's handsome face turn red after being praised by himself for only two sentences, Hua Yue Rong secretly sighed that Song Baiyu had a thin skin, and his face revealed an enchanting smile.

  "Mr. Zhou's customer wouldn't be able to hide it even if he wanted to. He's a master at growing flowers, and I'm also quite skilled in the field - just by looking at my gestures, he knew I had discovered his little trick." As soon as he started talking about flowers, Song Boyu's face broke out into a confident smile, and his posture straightened up.

  "Ah, I saw your movements clearly at the time, but they were blurry. Can you tell me the reasoning behind it?" Hua Yue Rong was also a standard flower enthusiast, knowing that this must involve profound knowledge of flowers and plants. She couldn't help but ask Song Bo Yu with a humble tone, her beautiful eyes filled with a sincere expression that could make any man lose himself in them.

  "The butterfly orchid died because its roots were frozen, and it's impossible to see the problem if you don't pull the butterfly orchid out of the pot. Generally, people won't go to such great lengths to pull out such a large plant for inspection, and Mr. Zhou took advantage of this psychology."

  When he finished speaking, Song Baiyu cleared his throat, and a faint fragrance wafted from the tip of his nose. He only then noticed that Hua Yue Rong had unknowingly leaned in close to him while listening intently, her face inches from his. Gazing at Hua Yue Rong's flawless complexion, her bright emerald-like eyes, and her cheeks flushed with a soft pink hue, Song Baiyu found her more captivating than any flower in the shop. His throat moved involuntarily twice.

  Before Hua Yue Rong discovered her own mistake, Song Bo Yu continued: "……I used my fingers to flick the roots a bit, just to see the amplitude of the roots' movement. If the roots are frozen dead, the elasticity will be greatly reduced. In fact, after I flicked the roots, they hardly moved at all, which proved my guess. As for pinching the soil, I just wanted to tell Mr. Zhou that the temperature of the soil in the flower pot is far lower than room temperature."

  "No wonder you insisted on having the forensic doctor come over for even a simple extortion case." After listening to Song Boyu's detailed explanation, Hua Yuexiang's eyes showed a few points of admiration. This knowledge of flowers and plants wasn't something that could be easily found in books. If today's object of her plea for help hadn't been Song Boyu but someone else, it was likely that Liu Deqing would have succeeded in his scheme today.

  "It's been a while, and I just realized that Sister Hua's flower shop has expanded a lot!" Seeing Hua Yue Rong's gaze shining brightly at him, Song Bo Yu felt a bit overwhelmed, and he looked around awkwardly before saying.

  Hua Yu Rong's face turned red with shame, and she realized that she had lost her composure again. She secretly scolded herself, thinking that Song Bo Yu was a grown man and there were many girls who liked him, so how could a widow like herself have such foolish thoughts? As she thought this, a hint of sadness flashed in Hua Yu Rong's eyes.

  "This isn't all because of your suggestion, you said that the bigger the flower shop and the more varieties it has, the so-called scale effect is formed, which can save costs and attract customers." With no more thoughts in her mind, Hua Yue Rong returned to her usual calm demeanor, she softly asked: "Bo Yu, I see you're so infatuated with flowers, and you dislike being a police officer, why don't you just quit your job and open a flower shop? Or even set up a flower garden, that way you'll definitely make a lot of money."

  "Hmm, that's a good idea. I'll consider it. Don't come and tease me like Liu Deqing when you arrive." Song Boyu said with a pretentious serious thinking expression, but his eyes were slyly staring at Hua Yuerong's calm face.

  "I... how can you keep changing your words? Even if my business isn't as good as yours, I won't fight with you. At most, I'll sell the store to you and work under you." Hua Yue Rong's heart was intimidated by Song Bo Yu's scorching gaze, she pouted her mouth and said, not expecting that her emotions which had just calmed down were stirred up again by Song Bo Yu.

  "No, absolutely not, or else those guys from the City West Police Station will kill me." Song Baiyu seemed to have taken a liking to teasing Hua Yue Rong. He thought that when she showed her little girl side, it was much more beautiful than her usual unchanging smile. "Hua Jie, I came here today to buy some potted landscapes. Help me pick out some pretty ones that girls like."

  "Ah...... do you have a girlfriend now? I wonder which girl is so lucky?" As soon as she heard Song Baiyu's words, Hua Yuexiang exclaimed and an irrepressible sense of loss surged up in her heart. She quickly covered it up and asked nonchalantly.

  "What's wrong with me, I don't know how to do laundry, cook, or sweep the floor, how can a girl possibly like me?" Song Baiyu didn't notice Hua Yuerong's unusual tone and continued to examine the potted landscapes in the store, "My sister bought a house in Jinyang City, I want to buy some potted landscapes for her as decorations."

  Upon hearing Song Baiyu's words, Hua Yuexiang glared at him with a mixture of annoyance and delight, as she began to enthusiastically introduce various bonsai plants that girls typically liked.

  Song Baiyu clearly felt that after today's events, Hua Yuexiang's attitude towards him was completely different from before.