Chapter 245 President Lu’s Flowers Are So Beautiful!

By mid-February, winter in A City was nearing its end, but the chill still stubbornly lingered in every corner of the city.

It had already been a full month since Lu Er officially took over the company.

In the first few days, meetings, social engagements, and contract signings came one after another. Lu Er wished he could split himself in two just to keep up.

To make matters worse, it was right before the Lunar New Year. The company not only had to summarize the year’s performance but also plan for the next year’s development. The workload was overwhelming.

Lu Er was so busy his feet barely touched the ground. Every day, the earliest he could leave the office was 9 p.m., and by the time he got home, he was too exhausted to even speak.

Song Jingmo saw it all and felt heartbroken.

He could only try his best in other ways—cooking delicious meals, giving massages to help him relax.

When Lu Er was too tired to move, Song Jingmo would even help him bathe and change clothes, like a devoted personal attendant.

Fortunately, Lu Er was a fast learner. Having grown up exposed to the business world, he wasn’t unfamiliar with how things worked.

After a month, he had gradually figured everything out and was handling matters with increasing ease.

Now, he could usually finish his work by 5 p.m. and leave on time.

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President’s Office.

After signing the last document, Lu Er leaned back in his leather chair and stretched lazily.

The setting sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm golden glow over the entire office.

He picked up his phone and opened the pinned chat.

Lu Er: [Dr. Song, what time will you get off work today?]

Song Jingmo replied almost instantly: [The surgery went smoothly today. I can leave at six.]

Lu Er: [I’ll come pick you up!]

There was even a little spinning bear sticker after the message.

Song Jingmo: [Mm, drive safely.]

The corners of Lu Er’s lips curled up uncontrollably. Dr. Song was replying faster and faster these days.

Putting down his phone, Lu Er pressed the intercom. “Linda, has the bouquet I ordered arrived?”

“It just got here, President Lu. I’ll bring it in right away.”

Linda’s voice came through the receiver.

Soon, there was a knock on the door. Linda entered, holding a large, beautifully wrapped bouquet of roses.

“President Lu, your flowers.”

She carefully placed them on the desk.

On the wide executive desk sat a bouquet of Lovely Dolce roses.

The petals were full and rounded, in a soft, elegant pink with faint milky-white edges—truly resembling fine porcelain.

There were ninety-nine roses in total, wrapped in premium matte light-gray paper and tied with a deep gray ribbon—simple yet luxurious.

“Mm, not bad.”

Lu Er nodded in satisfaction, gently touching one of the outer petals. “Very beautiful. Dr. Song will definitely like them.”

Linda replied, “At that price, of course they’re beautiful. No one wouldn’t like them.”

Ninety-nine Lovely Dolce roses, plus packaging and delivery, cost a total of 12,890 yuan.

Her monthly salary was just over twenty thousand—this one bouquet alone was worth half her paycheck.

“Alright, you can get off work now. I’m going to pick up my wife.”

Lu Er glanced at the time—it was already five o’clock. “See you tomorrow.”

“Alright, President Lu. See you tomorrow.”

Linda respectfully withdrew and gently closed the door.

Once outside the office, Linda couldn’t help but pull out her phone and send a message in the company’s unofficial group chat:

Linda: [I declare that today is another day of crying over someone else’s love.]

Finance Xiaohua: [What happened? New gossip?]

Linda: [President Lu ordered a bouquet—99 Lovely Dolce roses. Over ten thousand yuan. Said he’s picking up his wife from work.]

Design Xiao Wang: [Picking up his wife from work… sob, President Lu is handsome, gentle, AND devoted!!]

Linda: [When I saw the price, my heart was bleeding. Over ten thousand… when will my wallet ever look like that…]

Marketing Xiao Zhang: [Poverty limits my imagination.]

Linda: [And he even personally checked the bouquet. Now I understand what “someone else’s husband” means.]

PR Xiao Liu: [Women who get scolded for buying durians would probably cry themselves to death…]

The chat was instantly flooded with emojis of envy, jealousy, and despair.

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Back in the office, Lu Er was focused on making final adjustments to the bouquet—straightening slightly tilted flowers and retieing the ribbon into a more elegant bow.

At exactly 5:30, he stood up on time, picked up the large bouquet, and walked out.

Instead of taking the executive elevator, he deliberately chose the employee passage.

As he passed the office area, employees working overtime looked up one after another.

Seeing their boss holding such a huge bouquet, smiles spread across their faces.

“Off work already, President Lu?”

“Goodbye, President Lu!”

“Your flowers are so beautiful, President Lu!”

Lu Er responded to each of them with a smile, in such a good mood he looked like he might take flight—like a peacock proudly fanning its feathers.

He wished he could show off to every single employee: Look, the flowers I bought for my Dr. Song—aren’t they beautiful?

The elevator went straight down to the underground parking lot.

In Lu Er’s designated parking space sat a silver Pagani.

It was a gift from Leng Qinghua when he took over the company—under the pretext that a CEO needed proper “presence.”

At first, Lu Er thought it was too flashy, but after driving it a few times, he completely fell in love. The car was both stunning and smooth to drive.

More importantly, Song Jingmo liked it too.

Lu Er carefully placed the bouquet on the passenger seat, adjusting it several times to make sure it wouldn’t get damaged during the drive.

Only then did he sit in the driver’s seat and fasten his seatbelt.

He took out his phone and sent a message:

[Setting off now. Estimated arrival: 5:55. Please get off work on time, Dr. Song—don’t keep me waiting too long~]

Song Jingmo: [Alright. Focus on driving.]

Lu Er: [Got it, Dr. Song, you’re so naggy.]

Song Jingmo: [……]

Lu Er chuckled, put down his phone, and stepped on the gas. The car smoothly exited the garage and merged into the evening traffic.

To avoid sudden braking that might damage the roses, he deliberately drove more slowly.

At exactly 5:55, the Pagani stopped at the main entrance of Kangren Hospital.

It was peak time for people getting off work.

Doctors, nurses, and patients’ families moved in and out constantly.

As soon as the flashy sports car pulled up, it attracted countless gazes.

Holding the eye-catching bouquet from the passenger seat, Lu Er leaned lazily against the car door, eyes fixed on the hospital entrance.

In the winter evening, darkness had already begun to fall, and streetlights flickered on one by one.

Lu Er wore an off-white cashmere coat, a light gray turtleneck sweater underneath, paired with black casual trousers and Chelsea boots. He looked both refined and effortlessly stylish.

Combined with his stunning face and the extravagant bouquet in his arms, he looked exactly like a male lead straight out of a romantic drama.