After the disfavored female partner went offline, ten brothers went crazy

Chapter 465 Flowers For You
But before everyone's gossip came to fruition, the few people who got together heard footsteps from far to near.

So everyone quickly switched from the fishing state, and almost instantly returned to their seats to pretend to be working hard, so as not to be caught gossiping and deducting their wages.

It's just that Huo Yichen didn't have time to look at them at the moment, and was only focused on chasing Murong Qiao.

Murong Qiao, who had some taste in his heart, felt the wind on his feet, and walked really fast. When Huo Yichen chased him out of the office, everyone entered the corner and got off the elevator.

Helpless, Huo Yichen could only press the elevator next to him.

The truth of the two passing by like the wind stunned everyone. They even watched their president lose his poise for the first time and chase after someone in a hurry. The few people who had just gossiped caused a turmoil in their hearts.

"You, hit me." The colleague tugged at the person next to him.

Is he dreaming?Otherwise, how could you see your president chasing someone so eagerly?
The person being ripped off pinched his colleague without hesitation. After hearing the cry of pain, everyone seemed to wake up from a dream. Looking at each other, they all found surprise in their eyes.

"So, the girl you just mentioned is that one?" someone asked.

Truth be told, she was beautiful, better looking than anyone she had ever met.

Then everyone saw Jiang Weiyang leaving with a gloomy face.

"No."

How could she do such childish things, she would definitely not drop the little pearl, she was clearly just jealous.

"Is this flower for me?"

The second gossip was suddenly stopped, because the sound of the familiar high-heeled shoes being stepped on was approaching.

The elevator descended rapidly.

"Why are you so close?"

"I'm sorry Qiao Qiao, it's my fault that I didn't distance myself from Jiang Weiyang in time." Huo Yichen sincerely apologized.

Everything seemed to be blurred and ambiguous, and even the clear patches of color in her vision were also mottled, leaving only a kiss, pecking at her eyes like a light feather.

"Assistant Ye, is this Mr. Huo?" The people on the side asked boldly.

Ding--

Huo Yichen promised that he has never had time to deal with Jiang Weiyang's matter, and now that it has affected Murong Qiao, he will naturally not be tolerant.

Huo Yichen's handsome and fair face was full of seriousness, "I want to apologize to you."

Murong Qiao was about to leave, but before he could take action, he was pulled back by Huo Yichen who was chasing after him.

Murong Qiao refuted in the next second.

His eyes were full of apology and annoyance when he looked over, and he looked deeply at her with clean eyes in black and white.

Irony.

Those focused gazes staring at her made Murong Qiao feel as if her whole body was on fire. There was an unexplainable heat, and a little bit of agitation rose from the bottom of her heart, and then enveloped her whole body.

She turned her head to avoid it, her mouth was still stiff, "There is no need to explain."

With this action, the white rose that Murong Qiao was still carrying was suppressed, and the noise attracted Huo Yichen's attention.

She felt her face heat up, and her voice softened involuntarily.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes at the end of the eyes are particularly sparkling, the eyes are so clear that they can only contain her figure, and they just look at her fixedly.

"Of course we have to explain," he replied seriously, and then his tone was serious again, "otherwise, what if someone secretly dropped the little pearl?"

He looked sideways at the flower, and then smiled when he turned his gaze back.

If she hadn't been relying on self-control to keep her face sullen, Murong Qiao would have been unable to withstand this offensive. Even when Huo Yichen got so close and made her feel the beauty attack, she couldn't bear to soften her heart.

The aura just now was completely gone, and he couldn't help being fierce, even a little soft.

Just when Huo Yichen thought she was going to be stubborn, he heard Murong Qiao mutter in a very low voice.

As for Ye Zhen, who finally came out of the CEO's office, he bore the gossip of all the staff on the [-]th floor.

But Huo Yichen saw it, and the card on the rose had his name written on it.

But as soon as she turned her head, she met the eyes of Huo Yichen who was approaching closely, making her hoarse immediately.

Murong Qiao stepped out, and was about to tell the girl at the front desk to ask her to give flowers to Huo Yichen, but when she got out of the elevator, she realized that she had pressed the wrong floor.

Murong Qiao closed her eyes subconsciously, concentrated her attention all of a sudden, and didn't care to listen to what Huo Yichen seemed to say in a low voice, and was hugged tightly by the other's warm palms around her waist, getting close to feel the enthusiasm.

"Who—" Murong Qiao blushed with embarrassment, and immediately turned around to refute.

She mistakenly put the first floor as the negative floor, facing the underground parking lot with many vehicles in front of her, she couldn't help but have a headache.

Murong Qiao pursed his lips, suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up, and deliberately ignored him with a serious face.

Murong Qiao raised his head, only to see the lights outside the car faintly refracting in, splitting the dark space into black and white, enveloped in a soft fragrance, and the white shirt outlined the beautiful and strong body curves of the person in front of him.

The tone of the answer was hesitant, obviously surprised by the scene just now.

The distance gradually narrowed, and even breathing became scorching hot.

This sentence made everyone calm down, at least no one dared to talk about it anymore, and they all looked at their computers with sullen heads.

"...The flowers are for you."

What he said was so serious that there was no glib tone at all, and the ending sound was lowered like a hook, inadvertently touching the listener's heartstrings.

The elevator doors swung open.

Huo Yichen raised his eyebrows, and immediately judged Murong Qiao's inner thoughts.

Murong Qiao looked up at him intently.

"That, that, what's the situation, Miss Jiang and this one and Mr. Huo..."

"I wanted to find you as a surprise at night. I'm sorry for disturbing you. I promise this will never happen again."

Murong Qiao looked down at the bouquet of white roses she was still carrying in her hand, and was still thinking about the scene she had just seen in her mind.

"It's true that I saw people, but this—"

Suddenly there was a chuckle from above his head.

I know, I know, but jealousy is something that cannot be controlled, thinking of Jiang Weiyang deliberately getting close to Huo Yichen at that moment, Murong Qiao still felt a little sour.

Forget it, just walk out from the parking lot and take a taxi.

Ye Zhen glanced at him, "Work hard, and gossip about deducting wages."

Every time Murong Qiao met Huo Yichen's face, he always thought how could someone be so good-looking, and this moment was no exception.

But I don't know what's on my mind.

The atmosphere became agitated in a trance, and Murong Qiao's lips and teeth also opened slightly, letting the enemy enter the city and launching a gentle plunder.

Huo Yichen saw that she didn't speak, so he lowered his body forward again, as if he was going to hold Murong Qiao in his arms so intimately, looked at her from above, put one arm around her waist and pressed in his direction.

Unprepared, she followed Huo Yichen's strength and fell backwards. After the time for her brain to react, she found that she had been pulled into the car by the other party.

But it was Murong Qiao who closed his eyes, so he didn't see the flame burning in Huo Yichen's eyes, and he didn't see the expression of forbearance and enjoyment on his face, immersed in it.

But the initiative changed, when Huo Yichen was about to end the passionate kiss that made him want to, and was about to withdraw, but Murong Qiao turned his back and bit his lower lip.

He glimpsed the light shining in the eyes of the person below him in the darkness, and saw that her swollen lips were a little more gorgeous, coupled with the loose black hair and the skin exposed by the half-open collar——

Huo Yichen closed his eyes and forced himself not to think about the whiteness, but the picture in his mind was more vivid.

(End of this chapter)