Chapter 50 Part 2

—[Laugh-cry emoji] That's not how you sell things, honey.

To sell the flowers, Miao Jiayan had specially set up lights in the flower shed, moved in a small table, and put on quite a show.

He couldn't learn the sales tactics of other streamers. When he used to help Sister Fangfang sell things, she was the one who created the product links and listed them. Miao Jiayan just sat on the side and read out the prices and stock levels, selling whatever was there.

Since it wasn't good to just end the stream after selling out two hundred bouquets, Miao Jiayan sat in the flower shed and chatted with people.

“When will you ship... I'll ship tomorrow. I don't know if I can finish all two hundred, but if not, the rest will be shipped the day after.

“Can we pick the colors... Yes, you can. Just leave a note in the remarks.

“Is Brother Xun here... Brother Xun isn't here, it's just me.

“When does school start... School starts on September 1st. Everyone's should start on September 1st.”

Miao Jiayan was livestreaming here all by himself, without even an assistant next to him. Fortunately, he didn't have much to do. He had prepared a small sample bouquet for each type of flower, but the goods sold out before the samples even made an appearance.

“When's the next stream... I don't know yet.

“I'm so heartbroken from a breakup... It will pass. Look forward.”

Miao Jiayan hadn't streamed in many days, so the number of viewers was very high, and it showed no signs of dropping. He wanted to go back early, but everyone was so enthusiastic, he couldn't bring himself to just end the stream.

The girl who mentioned her breakup earlier asked again in the public chat: Yanyan, do you have someone you like?

Miao Jiayan didn't see her message, but many others in the public chat replied to her.

—He likes Brother Xun!

—Of course he does, have you forgotten the rose field, sis!

—Brother Xun is watching you.

Seeing them bring up Brother Xun again, Miao Jiayan interrupted, “Brother Xun and I really aren't in that kind of relationship.”

—Then what kind of relationship is it?

—What kind of relationship 2!

“Just a good friend relationship,” Miao Jiayan explained.

Once a topic got started, it was hard to stop it. The public chat was flooded with questions about his love life, nearly drowning Miao Jiayan.

“I do,” Miao Jiayan answered honestly, “I have someone I like.”

“Who is it... I can't say,” Miao Jiayan smiled shyly. “I really can't say.”

—Is it Brother Chao?

—That super fierce Brother Chao from last time?

Miao Jiayan didn't read these two messages, pretending not to have seen them. There were sporadic mentions of Brother Chao on the screen, all of which Miao Jiayan chose to skip.

“We're not together,” Miao Jiayan shook his head and said seriously, “He doesn't like boys.”

—Loving a straight guy is so tough, my heart aches for Yanyan!

Miao Jiayan smiled and said, “It's not that tough, actually.”

“How long have you liked him... For many years.” Miao Jiayan propped his face on his arm. In the empty flower shed, only his own voice could be heard, yet he didn't feel lonely.

“What kind of person is he...” Miao Jiayan thought for a moment, then said slowly, “He's a gentle person.”

“Have you ever confessed... Why are you guys digging so deep?” Miao Jiayan smiled and turned his head away from the screen. “Let's not talk about this anymore, okay? Let's switch to another topic?”

A livestream wouldn't be over in less than two or three hours. It got quite late, and Miao Jiayan still hadn't gone back.

Another phone rang in his pocket. Miao Jiayan picked it up, and Chen Chao asked from the other end, “Are you back yet?”

With the livestream on, Miao Jiayan didn't dare call him by name, otherwise the public chat would start stirring things up again. He just said, “Not yet.”

“What time is it and you're still not back,” Chen Chao asked him. “You still haven't sold two hundred bouquets?”

“They're sold out. I'm just chatting for a bit,” Miao Jiayan replied.

“Then chat on your way back. If you chat until the middle of the night, are you planning to sleep there tonight?” Chen Chao became fierce again. “Do you have to wait until the middle of the night to walk back by yourself?”

“I'm leaving now,” Miao Jiayan said to the people in the livestream. “I'll take my phone and chat with you guys, I have to go home.”

Miao Jiayan ended the stream as he was almost home. Before going back to his own place, he first went in to see Chen Chao. The lights were already off. Grandpa Chen was asleep. Chen Guangda and Chen Chao were each on their phones. Miao Jiayan came in, walked over to Chen Chao's side, and whispered, “Do you need anything, Brother Chao?”

“No, go to sleep,” Chen Chao said, brushing away the strands of Miao Jiayan's hair that had fallen on his face.

“Then I'll head back?” Miao Jiayan's voice was soft.

“Mm.”

Miao Jiayan got up to leave. Chen Chao asked him, “Are you going to ship the orders tomorrow?”

“Yes,” Miao Jiayan nodded.

Chen Chao asked again, “So are you coming tomorrow?”

“I am,” Miao Jiayan replied. “Shipping should be pretty quick.”

“Oh,” Chen Chao locked his screen and put his phone on the nightstand. “If you're busy, you don't have to come.”

Although Miao Jiayan wasn't very quick on the uptake, at this moment he could somehow sense that those words weren't sincere. He smiled and said, “I'll come.”

Chen Chao pushed away the hair that had fallen onto his face again, “Go back and sleep.”