Such a price may not be anything to Tang Moshen, but for Pei Yunqing, it already means that all the money she can dispose of in her hands - since she is buying a gift for Tang Moshen, of course she can't swipe his card.

Still, she didn't hesitate.

"Miss, help me wrap this necklace."

The scepter represented supreme power, and in the ancient West, only kings could have it.

Once he succeeds in the election, he will be the king above tens of thousands of people.

Such a necklace just matches him.

After paying the bill, he went to the gift department to wrap up the beautiful packaging, and Pei Yun drove to the National Defense Building.

Parking the car in the parking lot, cutting her hair in front of the vanity mirror, lifting the shopping bag with gifts in the passenger seat, imagining the other person's expression when he received the gift, her steps became a little brisker.

Outside the minister's office on the top floor, the staff in charge of reception saw her and immediately greeted her with a smile.

"Hello Miss Pei!"

"Uncle doesn't have any guests, right?"

"The minister was out of the office and went out an hour ago."

Pei Yunqing was a little surprised.

Before coming, she specially called the Tang Palace, and Zhou Bo said that Tang Moshen didn't have to wait for him to have dinner, she thought that he must have a job, so she went directly to the office to find him.

He's not there?!

"Where did Uncle go?"

"I don't know much about this, and the minister didn't explain it." The staff glanced in the direction of the corridor, "Otherwise, you can ask Secretary Wen." ”

Pei Yun turned his face lightly, and sure enough, he saw Wen Ziqian walking over with a stack of materials, and she was busy welcoming her.

"Secretary Wen, where has Uncle gone?"

"The Minister and Princess Bella dine together."

"Got business?!"

"No, it's a private matter."

Pei Yunqing's chest was suffocated, as if he had been punched hard.

Today is the Qixi Festival, and she specially prepared gifts to accompany him for the festival, but he went to have dinner with some princess.

Seeing that her expression was a little strange, Wen Ziqian was busy asking, "Do you have anything, do you want me to call the minister?" ”

It was about Pei Yunqing, but Wen Ziqian didn't dare to slack off at all.

"Oh...... No more! Pei Yun came back to his senses lightly, "Then I'll go back first, you guys are busy!" ”

When she took the elevator downstairs again, her originally excited mood also sank little by little as the elevator descended, becoming disappointed and depressed.

Wen Ziqian said very clearly, it is not a public matter, it is a private matter.

A man and a woman eat together on Valentine's Day, and the message is really that she can't help but think about it.

She had been with him for two years, and she had never heard of him having eaten alone with any woman......

He also said that from tonight onwards, he would sleep with her.

Hum!

Big pig's trotters!

In his chest, he was instantly filled with sour emotions.

Driving back to the Tang Palace, she walked up the steps dejectedly.

"Miss!" When Uncle Zhou saw her coming back, he immediately greeted her with a smile, "Just now, someone sent you a bouquet of flowers and gifts, and I sent them to your room." ”

Flowers and gifts?

Pei Yun was stunned.

"Who sent it?"

"It was the courier company that delivered the things, and the other party did not explain."

Giving flowers on Valentine's Day, it's clear that it's the opposite sex.

Her friends of the opposite sex had no one else except Ning Zetian, and it was impossible for anyone to send gifts here.

Could it be that the uncle gave her a surprise?

Thinking of this possibility, she quickened her pace and rushed upstairs into the bedroom.

A bouquet of champagne roses sits in a vase on the table, and a box of Delafee chocolates tied with a gold ribbon alongside it.