The warden who guards the witches

"You're here so early?" Aiden was a little surprised. Veronica had said that she suggested the flower lady come after the day shift.

It seems that after the other party knew that he was back to work today, she couldn't wait to come during the lunch break.

What is the purpose?

Aiden thought about it and asked, "Did she bring anything?"

"Just like before, she brought a bouquet and a gift, which was very conspicuous." Isabella replied.

In this case, whether the woman came to the prison or went directly to the reception desk to meet her, it would likely cause misunderstandings among the onlookers.

After a little thought, Aiden made a decision: "According to the procedures, arrange a meeting room for her, put the things on my table in the room and return them to her, and I will go to see her in a while."

"Okay..." As soon as Isabella said the word "Okay", Veronica ran over hurriedly at the corner of the corridor and met them.

Both sides were stunned for a moment, and Aiden asked first: "Do you have something to report?"

"No... That lady just came to the reception desk." Veronica said in a daze. She had just received the news from other colleagues and hurried over.

"Well, I already know." Aiden nodded.

"Oh..." Veronica's voice was full of embarrassment that could not be concealed. Although she wanted to go over and take a look, she obviously had no good reason to show it.

Isabella looked at her, then at Aiden, and suddenly had an idea.

"Ah, I suddenly remembered that the warden asked me to help her get the documents from the personnel department this morning, but I forgot. Warden, do you think you should let Veronica take you there first... If I don't go quickly, I will be scolded by the warden!" Isabella showed her acting skills, but because it was a sudden idea, her tone was a little stiff.

Aiden glanced at her and thought that if you want to act, I should also hone my acting skills a little.

However, he did not expose the other party. He just replied lightly, "You go ahead," and turned to Veronica: "Veronica, arrange a meeting room for that lady, and take the gifts on my table and return them to her there, and tell her that I will go to see her later."

"Okay!" Veronica suddenly became energetic and saluted.

...

Ten minutes later, the "Flower Lady" walked into the meeting room with a bouquet of flowers and looked expectant. What she saw was the gift boxes piled on the small table, and Veronica standing at the other end of the room separated by iron bars and glass barriers, with her hands behind her back.

She looked at the boxes on the table and was sure that these were the gifts she gave a few days ago - the red lip prints she left on them were still clearly visible.

"Miss police officer, what's going on?" She asked Veronica.

"This is what the warden meant. He said he couldn't accept such an expensive gift." Veronica replied expressionlessly, "According to the laws of the autonomous region, the gifts received by civil servants cannot exceed a certain value. Sorry, ma'am, these gifts must be returned to you."

"Not moved by money..." The flower lady looked at the box on the table thoughtfully while holding the bouquet.

Yes, the boss will not be easily bribed by your money, so give up quickly, Veronica shouted in her heart.

As a result, the flower lady laughed happily: "Huhu, just as I thought, I didn't make a mistake."

Veronica was stunned: "You thought your gift would be rejected?"

"Well, actually, this is just a small test." The flower lady smiled, "I know that the autonomous region has such regulations, so I deliberately used expensive gifts to test his moral standards. Fortunately, he is the same as I thought, a man who will not be easily bribed by money. It's great, worthy of the man I like!"

worthy of the man I like-Veronica immediately felt the sound like a bell ringing in her head.

This woman really came here for this purpose!

"But... what if he accepted it?" Veronica asked blankly.

If the other party accepted it, even if Ms. Flower, the gift giver, reported it, she would be suspected of bribery.

"That only means that I have a bad eye and I misjudged the person." Ms. Flower said indifferently, "It won't cost too much anyway."

It won't cost too much... How rich is this guy? Veronica felt it was difficult.

"By the way, where is Mr. Aiden?" Ms. Flower suddenly asked.

Veronica keenly noticed that the other party's address had changed from warden to name.

"He said he would come later." Veronica truthfully relayed the warden's words.

"Oh, you really whet my appetite." Ms. Flower put the gift box in her hand on the table, raised her hand to tidy up her hair, looked at Veronica seriously and asked, "Miss Police Officer, do you think my makeup is suitable today?"

"Very, perfect." Veronica uttered this evaluation with great difficulty, thinking that this guy really didn't mean it?

Such a perfect face can be said to be truly suitable for light or heavy makeup. Most people need a certain degree of exploration to find the most suitable makeup for themselves, but this person may find it difficult to find ordinary makeup that can cover her beauty.

"Why don't you choose to get off work? You will disturb his work at this time." Veronica said.

"I'm so sorry, I really want to see him." Ms. Flower smiled.

Veronica had nothing to say about this. It would be too petty to continue to find fault in this matter.

The Flower Lady began to pace back and forth in the room with a beaming smile on her face and whispering to herself.

Veronica pricked up her ears, and with the help of the werewolf's excellent hearing, she heard that the other party was simulating a greeting to meet the warden.

The other party's expectations for Aiden were probably not staged.

More than ten seconds passed. Ms. Flowers seemed to suddenly remember something. She opened her eyes wide and turned her head sharply. She stared at Veronica and asked: "Oh, I forgot to ask the most important thing. Miss Police Officer, may I ask Ai Mr. Deng...does the warden have a fiancée or girlfriend now?"

"I don't think so." Veronica replied with a pale face.

"That's great. Thank you, Miss Police Officer... Hey, you don't look good. Are you feeling unwell?" Ms. Huahua asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Veronica said in her heart, please don't ask.

Even though she felt that the other party had no ill intentions towards her, Veronica still felt like she was being bullied.