Tiêu đề Four O'Clock Flower Chapters 17 - 19 ✅

“Mhm.” He Qian made a face. “A whole truth.” Since they were both adults, there were some things that they could turn the page on with just a laugh. It was fine not to bring them up. Qiao Fengtian had taken a proper bath this morning and washed his hair, just barely managing to shed his pallor and spruce himself up with a breath of vitality. He’d changed into clean clothes and was currently peeling a red tangerine the size of his fist. Supposedly, tangerines were considered out of season once spring arrived but this one was still firm and did not dent when touched, plump and glossy. He removed the white pith and passed it to He Qian. “Why’re you selling your place out of the blue?” He Qian opened his mouth and swallowed three segments. His mouth twitched and his face instantly puckered. Qiao Fengtian frowned. “Sour?” Surely not, he had always been an expert in selecting fresh produce and had never slipped up, comparable to the uncles and aunties who had been storming the markets for decades. “...So sweet it hurts.” He Qian lifted his head and squinted. “Go away, drama queen.” Qiao Fengtian was pissed into smiling. He reached out and began peeling a small one. “I want to stay elsewhere. It’s all old men and old women here, I don’t feel comfortable staying here so I want to sell.” “Don’t give me that! You’ve never been someone who’s unhappy with what you have and you’re telling me you’re not comfortable staying here?” He Qian scoffed. “You can trick your little nephew but no one who knows you will believe your crap.”