"......" the corners of Yuan Hailing's mouth twitched, "Let me go for plastic surgery?" "That's it." Mo Tong gave up decisively, and his heart was extremely irritable. Looking at the words in the trash can again, he felt that it was dazzling, and then shouted, "Xiao Liu-quickly throw this rose into the toilet bowl and flush it away-"

“......”

Yuan Hailing pursed his lips, "I'll make a call." "Okay." Mo Tong secretly thought, hoping that Mu Tianqin was not so fascinated by her third cousin. Otherwise, things will be difficult......

......

"Miss Mu." Yuan Hailing dialed Mu Tianqin's number, "What do you want to do when you give me flowers?" "Hailing." Mu Tianqin on the other side paused, and then pleasure gradually climbed into his eyebrows, "I knew you would call me." ”

“......”

Can you not call her?! One woman gives another a flower – or a rose! What else can I do if I don't call her?

"Ten seconds left." Mu Tianqin smiled lightly. "Huh? What did you say? ”

Mu Tianqin's crisp laughter came from the phone, "I'm sure you'll definitely call me again." ”

And then - no more. The hang-up voice "beep-beep-"

Yuan Hailing grinds his teeth, "neuropathy!! "Back in the design department again, the accounting brother is here again." Miss Yuan, please sign here. Yuan Hailing, "......"

Mo Tong was stunned, "Hailing, what's going on?" "How do I know?"

Yuan Hailing signed the name, and then-Mo Tong threw the flowers into the toilet. Another minute later—the accountant brother came again, and Yuan Hailing patiently signed his name again—and Mo Tong threw the flowers into the toilet again.

Everyone, "......", have the money to toss so much?? Tut-tut-tut-tsk-they seemed to see their dear Di Motong for a minute and ran into the toilet angrily holding the black rose.

A minute later—

After another minute—

"What do you want?" Yuan Hailing looked at the accountant brother speechlessly. He was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Miss Yuan." It's the customer's request, and we can't help it. "The key is – the customer's back. Jing is too tough, he's just a flower giver or something. How can you refuse...... Whining.

In the end, Mo Tong slapped the table domineeringly, "Are you harassing again, believe it or not, I will send you to the police station?!" The accountant's heart skipped a beat, and he hesitated.

Just when Mo Tong was about to get mad, the accountant brother said, "Then-why don't I send all the roses in?" Mo Tong raised his eyebrows, "Why didn't you say it just now?!" "Go to the toilet in a minute, she's very tired, okay!!

Accounting Brother, "......"

"Director Mo......" Xiao Liu said in embarrassment.

"Say."

Xiao Liu said embarrassedly, "The toilet is all clogged, I'm afraid—" I'm afraid I can't stuff too many roses......

Mo Tong, "......"

In the end, Yuan Hailing said helplessly, "I'll go out and make a call." "Okay then." Mo Tong flattened his mouth and added, "Remember not to fight for too long." Otherwise, the third cousin will be jealous. Yuan Hailing was speechless..................

..................

"Miss Mu!!" Yuan Hailing couldn't help but shout. "I guessed right, and sure enough, it didn't take more than fifteen minutes." Mu Tianqin smiled wickedly, lazily playing with the lighter.

"What do you want?!"

"There's a French restaurant across the street from xxx, arrive before half past twelve." After Mu Tianqin said this, he hung up. Yuan Hailing frowned vigorously, Damn!

I looked at my watch: it was already 12:10. She ran to the design department, picked up her bag and left, "Tongtong, I'll go to the French restaurant on XXX Street." "Hey, hey—" Mo Tong was stunned, "What are you doing there?" ”

"I don't have time to explain, so I'll go first. Bye-bye—"