Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

The girl picked a flower from a large bouquet: "Handsome, here's one for you. I hope it brings you my good luck."

Lin Jianshen smiled and accepted the flowers, saying, "Actually, I'm already very lucky because my sister also got into university, Donghai University."

The girl exclaimed, "Wow, a top student! That's amazing!"

"Of course." Lin Jianshen proudly raised his head, like a victorious rooster, and strode into the elevator.

He placed the flowers in the gap under the dial and rode his bicycle to the flower shop.

"Huh, was there a problem with that order just now?" The proprietress asked, looking at him with some confusion.

Lin Jianshen shook his head: "Flowers are fine. Boss lady, I'm here to buy flowers, this time we don't deliver."

The proprietress immediately became enthusiastic: "What kind of flowers do you want? We have a wide variety here."

Lin Jianshen scratched his head: "I don't know much about these things, can you give me some recommendations?"

"I have black magic, a woman in red, Cartier, Shangri-La, Findra, Princess Miyuki..."

Lin Jianshen interrupted, "Wait, isn't it Snow White?"

"It's Princess Miyuki," the proprietress said with a smile, pointing to a bunch of flowers next to her. "Look, it's this kind."

Lin Jianshen leaned closer to take a look; it was a light pink flower.

The petals are dense, layered, exquisite and intricate, with elegant, wavy curls at the edges.

The flower stamens have a light apricot hue, making them look delicate and noble; they are indeed very beautiful.

Lin Jianshen shook his head regretfully: "It is very beautiful, and I like the name very much, but it's a pity that it's about roses, which doesn't quite fit the scene."

Not wanting to lose this sale, the proprietress explained, "These aren't roses, they're Chinese roses."

Lin Jianshen pointed at Princess Meixue and said, "But it looks a lot like a rose."

"It just looks alike," the shopkeeper said, using a bit of salesmanship. "Look at these flowers, how elegant they are! They're perfect for giving to girls, suitable for any occasion."

Lin Jianshen slapped his thigh: "Okay, that's the kind I want. Go all out this time, wrap up a huge bunch for me, and make it look nice."

Xia Tingwan loves flowers, she'll be very happy to see them.

The proprietress wrapped up the flowers.

A large cluster of flowers crowded together, vying to show off their charm, like a magnificent cloud on the horizon.

Lin Jianshen was very satisfied. He carried the large bouquet of Snow White flowers home and placed them on the table. There was almost no room left on the table for anything else.

He examined it for a while, feeling that something was missing: "Hmm, it looks good, but unfortunately it lacks creativity."

He stroked his chin, pondering, "We do need to make some arrangements."

When Xia Tingwan got home around 10 p.m., she kicked off her shoes and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Finally home."

She wasn't even wearing slippers; she was just standing on the floor in a pair of white socks.

When the light was turned on, Lin Jianshen was sitting on the sofa, with a cake on the table.

Xia Tingwan asked in surprise, "Brother, why didn't you turn on the lights?"

"Sitting there in the pitch black gave me a fright."

In his previous life, Lin Jianshen was used to thinking with the lights off, which saved him some electricity and allowed him to clear his mind.

The light made him squint, and before he could speak, Xia Tingwan had already seen the cake on the table.

Her eyes widened: "There's cake too! But our birthdays have already passed, and we had cake a while ago."

Lin Jianshen smiled and said, "This is to celebrate your admission to a good university."

"Everyone else is having graduation celebrations, but if we do, not many people will come, so we'll just celebrate by ourselves."

It's still a chocolate cake made with animal-based cream.

Xia Tingwan cut it open.

She and Lin Jianshen sat facing each other, each eating half of the food.

After finishing her meal, Xia Tingwan let out a satisfied burp.

She patted her belly: "Oh no, brother, if I get fed like this every day, I'm definitely going to get a little belly."

"So what if it's long?"

Xia Tingwan stretched out her arm and waved a finger in front of him: "That won't do. Beautiful girls can't have little bellies."

Lin Jianshen laughed and said, "It's just a cake, it's not that serious."

"Congratulations to Xia Tingwan on being admitted to Tunghai University."

"There are still gifts in your room, would you like to go and see them?"

Xia Tingwan's eyes lit up: "There's a gift too?"

She rushed to the door, turned on the light, and was immediately stunned.

The wardrobe on the side of the wall near the door had been moved slightly and placed against the wall by the window.

The entire wall was left empty, with a colorful net hanging on it.

Princess Miyuki was disassembled one by one and hung in the gaps of the colorful netting, covering the entire wall.

Row after row.

These flowers emptied two flower shops.

Under the lamplight, the flowers bloomed cautiously.

It carries a silent yet brilliant passion.

Xia Tingwan asked in a daze, "Brother, why is it a rose?"

She nervously clutched the hem of her clothes.

She gradually became more confident and rarely made such movements anymore.

But at this moment, she was more nervous than when she was taking the college entrance examination.

Lin Jianshen replied in a serious tone, "This isn't a rose, it's a Chinese rose, the landlady said so."

Hearing his answer, Xia Tingwan felt a sense of loss, and her heart sank.

She tried hard to compose herself, and then burst out laughing.

"Brother, you've been fooled. This is indeed a white rose."

"Although it is a hybrid tea rose, it is commonly mistaken for a rose in the market, just like the Fendra tea rose."

Lin Jianshen said, "How could you know these things? You're not lying to me, are you?"

Xia Tingwan said, "I really like flowers, I definitely wouldn't make a mistake."

Lin Jianshen opened his mouth in astonishment and said angrily, "I won't send flowers to that florist next time. They fooled a layman like me."

"That's terrible."

Xia Tingwan turned around, her eyes sparkling: "But I like it very much, I hope it's a rose."

"The roses you gave me."

"Do you understand, Brother Shen?"

"Brother Ashen." These words struck him like a bolt of lightning.

He never expected Xia Tingwan to say such things.

The tone was also more intimate than ever before.

But he is her brother.

How could she have such an idea?

How do other people view her when they talk about her?

When Lin Jianshen was buying groceries, he overheard two middle-aged women at the market talking about someone having an affair.

Many people say that Lin Jianshen's words are poisoned, but Lin Jianshen feels that he pales in comparison to them.

Lin Jianshen had already experienced the horror of rumors and the violence of language when he was called a dog thief.

In the internet age, it's hard to keep secrets. What will the people around her think of her then?

The atmosphere gradually fell silent.

To avoid an awkward situation, Xia Tingwan quickly changed the subject.

She took out a thousand yuan in cash from her pocket.

"Brother, my salary."

"How about that? Pretty impressive, right?"

Lin Jianshen was still in a daze.

Xia Tingwan still held her hand up, pretending to be dissatisfied as she "fed" him, "Brother, I did leave some pocket money, but you have to leave me some too."

"Take it."

Lin Jianshen paused for a moment, then took the money: "What were you doing?"

"It's a commercial performance, I'm going to dance."

Lin Jianshen asked doubtfully, "Dancing? You? Are you capable?"

Xia Tingwan wrinkled her nose and snorted.

"Brother, don't look down on people."

"She studied dance and vocal music when she was little; my mom taught her."

Lin Jianshen said, "I haven't seen you practice in all these years. You've gotten rusty if you don't practice for three days..."

"Oh, brother, those commercial performances are very simple. You just need to follow the lead dancer and jump around. You don't need to do anything technical like backbends or splits."

"It's very easy."

"One show costs fifty yuan. Sometimes I can perform three or four shows a day, but unfortunately, I also spend a lot on food and clothes."

She exclaimed, "Ah, capitalists are so heartless! I have to buy my own cosmetics and clothes."

Lin Jianshen asked, "Inside the mall or outdoors?"

Xia Tingwan said regretfully, "There are many people doing this during the summer vacation, and it's not easy to get jobs in shopping malls."

"Most of them are outdoors, but I asked the team leader to try harder, maybe we can get some."

Lin Jianshen suddenly leaned very close and looked at her face.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed that her cheeks were slightly red beneath the light makeup.

I don't know if it's sunburn.

Lin Jianshen reached out, wanting to wipe off the light makeup to see if he had sunburned.

Then I remembered that makeup removal requires makeup remover, and there are differences between men and women, so what he did seemed to be overstepping the line.

He then pulled his hand back.

He muttered to himself, "You don't need to go out and earn money. I've already saved tens of thousands, enough to send you to university."

Xia Tingwan took his hand and gently pressed his palm against her face.

She said pitifully, "Brother, I don't know if I got sunburned."

"Feel it, check it for me."

Lin Jianshen placed his right hand on her right cheek, gently rubbing it with his fingertips, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xia Tingwan said, "It doesn't hurt here. Try moving to another spot."