The man who looks like a god mansion is also so charming from the side that it is irresistible.

Fan Yao could see it.

The man's eyelids opened slightly.

Woke up.

Fan Yao hurriedly turned her face away and pretended to look out the window as if nothing happened.

Su Chengyi didn't mean to look at her, and said directly to Zhang Luzhi: "Go to the old house." ”

Fan Yao thought for a moment, and decided to speak: "That, Su Chengyi, thank you just now." ”

"Huh?" Su Chengyi turned his head to look at Fan Yao.

The eyes are facing each other.

The man's eyes were as deep as the deep sea, which made Fan Yao's heart tremble, she took a deep breath and said, "Thank you for letting people help me distribute flyers." ”

The corners of Su Chengyi's mouth hooked up a smile, and he said coldly: "Do you think that from handing out leaflets to getting in my car, you have a feeling of turning a black chicken into a phoenix?" Is it that others look at it with a kind of envy, jealousy and hatred, and feel very happy in your heart? ”

Fan Yao's face turned pale, and her face was full of grievances: "You let me get into the car." ”

Su Chengyi laughed twice, as if he was laughing at the funniest joke in the world: "You can't wait to tell grandpa that you are handing out flyers, don't you just want grandpa to bear to see you suffer." You thought that grandpa would definitely find me, so you can pretend to be in front of me. If you want to please me, you have to see if you have the ability! ”

The man he had always wanted to get close to, but he sneered at her in his heart.

Even if I like it in my heart, it doesn't mean that I can be insulted like this, and my anger overcame the timid deer in my heart: "Su Chengyi, tell grandpa that I'm not handing out flyers to please you." I didn't mean to pester you. ”

Su Chengyi squinted, reached out to lift her chin, and stared at it for a while before saying slowly, "Isn't this what I climbed into my car!" Pretend with me! ”

Fan Yao's small mouth was tightly pursed, her big round eyes were full of anger, she stretched out her little hand and slammed down Su Chengyi's big hand.

Without giving him a look, he turned sharply and quickly pulled open the door on his side.

When Su Chengyi reacted, Fan Yao had already stuck one foot out of the car door.

Fan Yao's whole body moved into the car, and the door was slammed shut.

Due to inertia, her body crashed into his arms.

Fan Yao was startled, and hurriedly pulled away her body, her little face was crimson, and she didn't dare to look at Su Chengyi.

"I won't stop you if you want to die, but don't dirty my car." Su Chengyi's cold voice was like a sharp sword, piercing Fan Yao's heart.

Fan Yao felt a chill in her heart, a mist rose from her eyes, she forcibly endured her grievances and turned her face away.

After returning from the old house, Fan Yao went back to the room depressed, and didn't even go downstairs to eat dinner.

A few days passed.

Fan Yao had already packed up her mood and put herself into work with high morale.

She's trying to figure out a plan.

Fan Qiong came to deliver the documents to Manager Dai, and after the documents were delivered, she did not leave in a hurry, but stood in this position, strung in that position, chatted with colleagues about gossip, and cast a smug glance at Fan Yao from time to time, so as to show off to her how good her popularity was.

Fan Yao ignored it directly.

Three knocks on the door.

Everyone looked at the door, all eyes focused on the rose in the man's hand.

There are a large bunch of heart-shaped roses, and at a glance there are almost a hundred.

The girls' eyes lit up, and they all wanted to know who the flowers were.

I just mentioned to Brother Rong yesterday that I wanted to collect roses, but I didn't expect him to publicly show his love to her today.

Fan Qiong's face was sweet, but she was embarrassed to take the initiative to reach out to pick up the flowers, waiting for the man who sent the flowers to speak.

The man who delivered the flowers asked softly, "May I ask which one is Fan ......?"

"I am." Fan Qiong impatiently interrupted the words of the man who sent the flowers, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to catch the roses.

The girls around her all cast envious glances at her, wishing that they were the owners of the flowers.

"Wait."

Before Fan Qiong's hands touched the flower, she was stopped by Fang Li.

She paused for a moment, and looked at her a little impatiently: "You also have a crush on this bouquet of roses?" Each flower is delicate and indeed flattering. Don't worry, I'll give you one when I get back. ”

Fang Li was not in a hurry with her, and smiled slightly: "Secretary Fan, this rose is indeed very beautiful, but it is too early if it does not belong to you." ”

Since Fan Qiong knew that Fang Li had a good relationship with Fan Yao, she had never given her a good look.

Fang Li had long been unaccustomed to Fan Qiong's arrogant appearance, so if she didn't take advantage of it to frustrate her sharpness now, when would she wait?

She firmly believes that this bouquet of flowers is not for Fan Qiong.

After listening to Fang Li's words, Fan Qiong felt a burst of amusement: "This flower was not given to me, could it be that it was given to you?" ”

Fan Qiong made an impossible expression.

Fang Li said unhurriedly: "Of course it's not me, but it can't be you." This flower was sent to the planning department, not the secretariat, and of course it was not your share. ”

Fan Qiong's heart chuckled, afraid that this rose was not given to her, but she still smiled faintly on the surface, looking like she didn't care about you: "The person who sent the flowers is not familiar with the company's environment, and it is not surprising that he went to the wrong place." ”

Fang Li clasped her hands to her chest, looking like she was determined: "In addition to you, Xiao Yao is also surnamed Fan." ”

It can't be that slut!

When Fan Qiong thought of Fan Yao's lowly status, the fear in her heart was swept away.

"That's as simple as that, ask the man who sent the flowers, who the flowers are for, and it will be clear at a glance." Fan Qiong was convinced of herself.

Definitely won't give Fan Yao a good look!

"That's a great idea!" Fang Li clapped her hands in agreement.

The man who sent the flowers said clearly: "This bouquet of flowers is for Miss Fan Yaofan." ”

Fan Qiong's face was pale, and the words of the man who sent the flowers were like a slap in her face, and her hands were still fixed in the posture of receiving flowers.

Knowing the truth, it suddenly dawned on me.

The surrounding colleagues all cast contemptuous glances at Fan Qiong, but they were envious, jealous and hateful to Fan Yao.

"Is it reluctant to stop with both hands in this movement? That's right, this rose is delicate, I'll let Xiao Yao give you one later, take it back and enjoy it. Fang Li felt that it was very happy.

Fan Qiong froze there embarrassedly, neither could he accept it with both hands, nor would he accept it.

Seeing Fan Qiong's distorted appearance because of embarrassment, Fan Yao also felt refreshed, but who gave her such a big bouquet of roses?

Taking the rose, Fan Yao took a closer look, and there was no card or anything like that on it.

This rose is a precious variety at a glance, and it must be worth a lot of money, who is so generous?

Fan Yao was still puzzled, and the girls around her surrounded her, looking at the roses with fierce eyes.

"Xiao Yao, this rose is so beautiful, can you give me one?" A colleague stared at roses like a nymphomaniac.

"I want it too!"

"I want it too!"

……

The female colleagues were enthusiastic, and the male colleagues around them also leaned in to join in the fun.