Looking at the hundred red roses sent by the flower shop, each one was bright and full, there was no lack of petals, and there were no water droplets, President Qin's mood was finally better.

Finally shook off the shadow of last night's broken rose.

casually threw the roses to Wang Jiamu, "Send them to the second lady." ”

Wang Jiamu, "......"

To give...... Sending roses to the second lady?

Would he like to remind his president that roses are for his lover......

However, thinking of the tragic situation of Secretary Zhang carrying high heels and running to the construction site with an umbrella, he shut up very sensibly.

"Okay, Mr. Qin."

Qin Xunyu had just finished class when she received a strange phone call.

"Hello, Miss Qin, I am Mr. Qin's assistant Wang Jiamu, Mr. Qin has something for me to bring to you, are you free now."

Help Xun Wei raise her eyebrows, Qin Jingcheng will send her something?

What to give, ancestral treasure, can be passed on from generation to generation.

"I'm in front of a school building when I'm free, come here."

From a distance, I saw a calm man in a suit walking over, holding a bouquet of fiery red roses in his hand.

Qin Xunyu thought of the picture last night, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Could it be that the man couldn't stand the obsessive-compulsive disorder and bought a perfect bouquet of roses to comfort the broken soul?

Wang Jiamu walked to Qin Xunyu's side, and when he saw the girl in front of him, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Second Miss, this is what Mr. Qin asked me to send over."

Qin Yunyu took it, she bet that it was definitely an even number.

"How many?"

"A hundred."

She raised her eyebrows, "Whoever sends a hundred roses is usually ninety-nine." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out one from the middle, "Take this one back for me, remember to deliver it to my brother in person, ah, it's a little broken." ”

So, with her fair and slender fingers, she picked up a petal and gently picked it, very satisfied.

For some reason, looking at the smile on her face, Wang Jiamu suddenly shuddered.

Although he didn't know where this shiver came from.

Everything is normal, but there is abnormality everywhere.

When he walked into the president's office with a rose that was missing, and saw the president's increasingly dark face, he finally knew that the problem was this rose.

"Secretary Zhang can't handle it at the construction site, you go and help, and you'll be in charge of it this month."

Wang Jiamu, "......"

I shouted frantically in my heart, boss, I did something wrong, you want to do this to me!!!

At the Chinese Academy of Arts, Qin Yunyu imagined Qin Jingcheng's crazy appearance, and her mood was extremely beautiful.

Even the action of flirting is particularly seductive.

Tang Jianing was a little puzzled, "Xun Xun, why did your brother give you roses?" ”

Thinking of that high-flying man, Tang Jianing's heart skipped a beat, which was the reaction of all women in the imperial capital.

The most expensive golden bachelor in the imperial capital, the husband that all women dream of.

Qin Xunyu pulled out one, broke the flower branch, and then inserted it into the silk.

Porcelain white skin, fiery roses, enthusiastic and flamboyant.

Flicked the edge of the package, "Who knows, he doesn't have to have a convulsion." ”

The two were walking back when they met Qu Fan and Xia Nuanzi coming out of the teaching building.

Qu Fan glanced at the rose in her hand and passed by expressionlessly.

Qin Huanyu didn't see it at all, and pulled Tang Jianing to eat.

She has no interest in Qu Fan, as long as the other party doesn't provoke her, everyone can get along well.