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In fact, Duan Xingzhi's hand was not clamped, it only hurt a little, for a man, this injury is really nothing.

However, this is not the time to pretend to be a tough guy, and sometimes it is also a way to retreat and advance by making her feel appropriately guilty. When I saw that I picked up vegetables for myself at night, I knew that this method was still feasible.

By the next day, the hand was almost at ease.

Bai Zhi got up early to cook, brought one for herself, and brought one for Xu Song.

As usual, when I arrived at the company, I cleaned up my desk and changed the water for the flowers.

When she came back from the bathroom with the small fish tank, she was stunned.

What the hell is that big bouquet of white roses on your desk?

A few people were muttering about the flowers, and Zhu Zhu saw her coming back, and greeted her excitedly, "Bai Zhi, come over quickly, someone has sent you flowers again." ”

Bai Zhi walked over, put her small fish tank away, and then flipped through the bouquet, still no cards.

Zhu Zhu lay on the frame and blinked her eyes and asked, "Bai Zhi, you tell the truth, who is the one who sent you flowers?" Is it really your boyfriend? ”

Bai Zhi tugged at the corners of her mouth, "Who else can it be if it's not my boyfriend?" ”

"What kind of suitor is you, you are so beautiful, there must be a lot of people chasing you." Zhu Zhu pursed his lips and whispered: "I think this flower is definitely not sent by your boyfriend, your boyfriend doesn't work in a newspaper, how much salary is a month, how can he afford to send you flowers every day?" It's supposed to be chasing you for the rich second generation, right? ”

I have to say that although Zhu Zhu gossiped a little, his analysis was not unreasonable, not to mention that Li Mingyu was reluctant to send flowers to her like this, even if he was willing, he might not be able to afford it.

"Why can't my boyfriend send it? He's spent all his wages on me, can't he? ”

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say."

Bai Zhi placed the bouquet of flowers behind the chair and the bouquet of red roses in a pile.

Zhu Zhu glanced at it and said, "Now I'm sure that this flower was definitely not given by your boyfriend, you are so unprecious, it is not the same thing, it must be sent by someone who is not treated by you." ”

Bai Zhi smiled and didn't speak.

The person who sent the flowers was indeed not very popular with her.

I took out my phone, clicked on the dialog box with Duan Xingzhi, and typed a few words.

[Why did you send flowers again?] 】

Duan Xingzhi, who was in a meeting, suddenly received a message, the sound was particularly eye-catching in the conference room, almost all the people who came to the meeting would mute their mobile phones, and Duan Xingzhi never had a mobile phone in the meeting, who would have thought ......

Duan Xingzhi ignored everyone's gazes and sent her a message back.

[Got it?] Is white okay? 】

[Don't send it again in the future.] 】

Duan Xingzhi raised his eyebrows and didn't reply to the message, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden.

The meeting ended before the lunch break, and Duan Xingzhi returned to the office and sent her a message back, [I was in a meeting just now, my hand was injured, come up and eat with me at noon. 】

After reading it, Bai Zhi threw her phone aside and took the lunch box to heat it.

Let her accompany him to dinner?

That's a lot to think about.

He likes to eat or not, and she won't go up anyway.

It's just that the meal wasn't hot, and her phone rang, an unfamiliar number.

"Hey, hello."

"Hello, is this Miss Bai? I'm Ning Lanyu, I don't know if you have time at noon? ”