Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

She saw that Mo Xiaxia painted to the back, and the person who painted the nails kept telling her to change her hands to bake in the nail baking box. She was already unlovable, but she still had to hold on. Endured the pain, and secretly rejoiced that I was fortunate enough to not be able to draw, I just had to wait.

  The problem is that they are repeating pastimes like painting nails every day. It feels so much that Mo Xiaxia didn't want to talk to her when she heard that she could go to work yesterday.

Han Xiaoye couldn't help smirking when he thought of Mo Xiaxia's appearance. In fact, that's fine. It's a good thing for Xia Xia to have Aunt Feng who schedules every day. She shifted her attention. Stop thinking about those unpleasant things.

   She made up her mind to bring some cakes to Mo Xiaxia after get off work later. Anyway, Mo Xiaxia likes sweets, so she just knew that a newly opened coffee shop is very good at making cakes.

  44th floor.

   There is still 15 minutes to go to work, which is the most lively and gossip time in the office. Everyone basically went to the company, put things away in the tea room, soaked water, chatted about the gossip of yesterday, relaxed their heads, and prepared for the work to be done in 15 minutes by the way.

   "Hey. Sister Fan, did the president encounter something good today? He seems to be in a good mood. I met him at the door of the company this morning and greeted him, and he actually came back to me."

   "Emma, ​​isn't it?"

   "Really, he called me back. I thought I was hallucinating and pinched my face, but it turned out to be the president."

   "Could it be that the company has recently discussed a big project?"

  "..." Fan Shengnan thought for a while, and it seems that no major projects have been negotiated recently, because the boss has gone home early every day after get off work for more than a week. The evening schedule and entertainment are all pushed aside, and even if you want to talk, there is no chance to talk about it.

   "Then aren't we going to give out bonuses?" A few people who spoke up were very happy, as if they had already seen the bonuses.

  Fan Shengnan sorted out the folder and said, "Don't think about it, I haven't heard of any project."

   "Then why is Mr. Fu so happy today?"

   "How do I know about Mr. Fu's private affairs? Well, I'm about to go to work. I'm getting ready for work."

  The crowd dispersed.

  Han Xiaoye got out of the elevator just at this time. After punching the card with a smile, he said hello to a few people who usually have a good relationship.

   "Ono, are you back?"

   "Ono, how is your hand?"

   "Ono..."

  Han Xiaoye returned one by one.

   Then he put the bag on his seat and said hello to Fan Shengnan, "Mr. Nan, good morning."

   "I heard that you injured your arm, how is it?" Fan Shengnan really cared about her from the bottom of his heart.

  Han Xiaoye showed her the arm that had been dismantled and scarred, "It's alright, once the scar is gone, it will be completely fine."

   "What did you do? How did you get your arm again?" Fan Shengnan seemed to be annoyed with a big sister.

  Han Xiaoye said vaguely, "I accidentally hit it, it's not serious."

  Speaking of which, she hasn't seen Xiao Ningzi since that day, but she received an apology text message from Xiao Ningzi. After she returned, Xiao Ningzi ignored her again, not knowing what she was doing. Han Xiaoye was a little worried about Jiang Ning. After all, after listening to Quan Ronglian's tone that day, Jiang Ning seemed to be separated from him. Xiao Ningzi likes him so much, maybe she is so sad now.

   When she thought of Quan Ronglian, she thought of that night again. With a tightness in his chest, he quickly threw all the mess out of his head.

  Forget it, take the time to go back to A University another day and have a good chat with Xiao Ningzi.

   Fan Shengnan has become a professional person, how can you not hear that she doesn't want to say, if she doesn't say it, Fan Shengnan won't ask. Automatically changed the subject, "By the way, this is for you."

   She took out a beautifully packaged gift box from under her desk.

"what is this?"

"I came to the company this morning and saw it at your location. It should have been sent to you by President Fu. I was afraid that other people would break their mouths when they saw it, so they received it for you. It's just right for you to come, huh, you See what's in there? I haven't seen it."

  Han Xiaoye opened it and found a bouquet of beautifully packaged perfume lilies inside.

   She frowned, flipping through and not seeing the card.

   I already thought that Xiao Han sent it.

   Is this guy annoying?

  Han Xiaoye irritably threw the flower on the ground, stomped on both feet, picked it up, and threw it into the trash can.

   In Fan Shengnan's surprised eyes, she explained, "It's not a small... Mr. Fu sent it, it's a neuropathy."

"Oh."

   Fan Shengnan nodded without asking who she was.

   Just at this time, a director came out of Fu Zhiyan's office. When passing by them, he smiled and said to Han Xiaoye, "Secretary Han, President Fu will let you in."

   Little uncle looking for her?

   "Okay, I'll go right away."

  Han Xiaoye cleaned up the desk and entered the office. As soon as I entered, I was greeted by a handsome man working at the desk.

  Emma, ​​they all say that men who work hard are the most handsome, and that handsome man who works hard is deadly.

  Han Xiaoye swayed shamelessly.

   The key is that such a handsome man belongs to her family.

   She was as sweet as drinking honey, pressing down on her thumping little heart and walking over, "Little uncle, are you calling me?"

   "Yes." Fu Zhiyan raised his head and glanced at her with a strange expression, "Did you receive flowers this morning?"

   How did he know? !

Han Xiaoye thought that someone saw it before Fan Shengnan hid the flower, so he ran to him to make a small report, and quickly proved his innocence, "I got it, but I threw that thing on the ground and stomped on it hard, and then threw it away. In the trash!"

  Fu Zhiyan's Danfeng eyes narrowed, and his expression became even weirder, "Don't you like flowers?"

   "I like more things. I also like RMB, Audrey, and Nanako Matsushima. The key is not what I like, but who gave it."

  This determination table has a proper 101 points, an extra point to be proud of yourself!

  Han Xiaoye said, "Little uncle, I know who sent the flowers, don't worry, I won't be tempted by the sugar-coated cannonballs of capitalism! I will strive to be Liu Hulan in the new era, and I will only like you alone!"

   "...I sent it."

"what?"

   "I gave the bunch of flowers that you crushed and thrown into the trash can."

  The bouquet of perfume lilies she crushed was given by Fu Zhiyan?

No way?

  Why did Fu Zhiyan suddenly send her flowers?

  Impossible, she must be hallucinating! Yes, she must be hallucinating!

   How could she have stepped on the flowers that her little uncle sent for the first time, and threw the appalling 'corpse' into the trash can?

   "I gave it to me. I went to the flower shop to choose it in the morning." The cold man said it again with a blank expression.

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  PS: Today's 20th update, thank you for your support, brother will continue to work hard