The uncle and nephew looked at each other with serious expressions.

A letter storm has returned.

"Uncle Cousin, why is this here for you?"

Ke Zhenhao was very angry and questioned his cousin.

"Zhenhao, can you explain the content of this?"

Ke Yixuan opened the car door, walked to Ke Zhenhao's side, snatched the envelope, and held it in front of Ke Zhenhao.

Ke Zhenhao frowned, "Content? How can Du Xiaowan be like this? ”

Ke Zhenhao snatched the envelope and walked towards Hand Chenxuan angrily.

"Zhenhao." Ke Yixuan wanted to shout Ke Zhenhao, but Ke Zhenhao ignored it and entered Chenxuan in a blink of an eye.

Ke Yixuan quickly followed, all the way to Du Xiaowan's office.

"Du Xiaowan." Ke Zhenhao shouted Du Xiaowan's name angrily, pushed open the door and stood in front of Du Xiaowan.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Du Xiaowan was writing something at the desk, and when she saw Ke Zhenhao coming in angrily, she stopped writing and looked at him.

"Du Xiaowan, what do you mean by this?"

With a snap, the envelope slammed down on the table.

Du Xiaowan looked at it, why was it that envelope again?

Du Xiaowan picked it up and looked at it, "Young Master, what's wrong with this envelope?" Why are you so angry? ”

"Du Xiaowan, it was clearly written that Du Xiaowan personally opened it, but you gave it up."

Du Xiaowan thought to herself, this was not given by you, why are you so angry when the thing is returned to its original owner?

"Young master, this letter is written by me personally, but ......"

Before he could say what it was, he was blocked back by Ke Zhenhao.

"Knowing that you are in-house, what else can you be?"

"Zhenhao, you have asked everything clearly, just get angry here, is this a president's way of life?"

Ke Yixuan stopped Ke Zhenhao sharply.

"Uncle Cousin, what's wrong with you?"

Du Xiaowan couldn't figure out the situation, Uncle Ming Ming took the letter and left, why did both of them appear at this time?

"I asked Xiaowan to return the letter to me."

"Give it back to you? This is what I put here, and it should be me when it returns to its original owner. ”

Du Xiaowan was stupid all of a sudden, she didn't expect the letter to be sent by the young master, but how could the content of the letter be Uncle Tang's notes?

"Young Master, did you give me the letter?"

Du Xiaowan wanted to confirm whether she had heard it wrong.

"It's not me, is it him?"

Ke Zhenhao's eyes were sharp, and his face was serious and cold.

"You plagiarized?"

Du Xiaowan didn't hold her mouth and said plagiarism.

Ke Zhenhao's face became more and more ugly, and he felt that his eyes could swallow Du Xiaowan whole.

"It's not that you plagiarize, young master, it's plagiarism......" Du Xiaowan seemed to say tongue twisters again, and she couldn't avoid plagiarism.

Ke Zhenhao's face was helpless.

Ke Yixuan stood aside and couldn't help but snicker.

"Zhenhao, Xiao Wan mean did you pretend to be the wrong thing?"

"Yes, yes, young master, that's what I meant."

Du Xiaowan sighed, and Ke Yixuan's relief was much easier.

"How could it be the wrong thing?"

Ke Zhenhao took the envelope, opened the envelope confidently, and was stunned the moment he took the letterhead.

I clearly remember that I put an invitation of this color, how did it become a letterhead.

"What is this?"

When I opened it, my cousin's note turned out to be a love poem?

"Which of you put this in there?"

Ke Zhenhao suddenly stammered.

The two shook their heads, pointing their fingers at Ke Zhenhao together.

"It's you."

One in unison.

"I gave you an invitation, how did it turn into a love poem?"

The tone of his speech was not as confident as just now, like a deflated balloon, and he was completely domineering.

"Young Master, where's the invitation?"

Du Xiaowan confidently stretched out her hand to Ke Zhenhao to ask for an invitation.

Ke Zhenhao felt particularly embarrassed.

"Okay, it's good to solve the misunderstanding, but where did you find this Zhenhao?"

Ke Yixuan remembers putting it in a book that seemed to be a collection of poems.

Ke Zhenhao thought back to the night before, he obviously put an invitation, how did it become like this?

Suddenly he remembered that last night he was reading a book of poems, and a piece of paper fell from it onto the table.

Before he could see Uncle Wang, he came in, and then put it in the envelope when he was done, could it be that he pretended to be wrong at that time?

Ke Zhenhao mentioned the book of poems, and Ke Yixuan also remembered the book.

That book is actually a prose poem, and Ke Yixuan has always liked books like poetry.

"Okay, the misunderstanding is solved, I can take this."

Ke Yixuan picked up the piece of paper, smiled and left the office.

Ke Zhenhao didn't expect his negligence to make such a big joke.

caused Du Xiaowan to have a false alarm, and it turned out to be a mistake for a long time.

Ke Zhenhao smiled, Du Xiaowan looked at his embarrassed appearance, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Young master, don't make the same mistake next time, you almost scared Xiaowan to death if you didn't care."

"Are you sure you're scared rather than lost?"

Ke Zhenhao approached the laughing Du Xiaowan.

Du Xiaowan's smile suddenly stiffened on her face.

"Young Master, what am I missing?"

The corners of Ke Zhenhao's mouth slanted slightly, and he pressed Du Xiaowan against the wall.

Du Xiaowan was clinging to the wall tightly, her eyelashes were turned upward, her eyes were extraordinarily big, and her eyes were panicked.

"Didn't you think that poem was written for you?"