Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

On Christmas Eve, it hadn't snowed yet in City C, and the office was talking about tomorrow night's activities, only Yang Qingwei remained silent.

"Weiwei, didn't your boyfriend take any action?" Yaoyao's gossip started.

Yang Qingwei smiled wryly and shook her head.How could she tell them that her boyfriend had already left for a business trip?
"Ah, your boyfriend is so unreliable!" Yaoyao complained, Fu Misheng turned around and looked at Yang Qingwei.

"Yeah, there's no boyfriend who doesn't celebrate Christmas. I see that your boyfriend has appointed another goblin!" Fu Misheng didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and Yang Qingwei gave her a hard look.Doesn't she know what happened to her boyfriend?To add fuel to the fire, what kind of sister is this?
"Ah~~~ so miserable?"

Just as they were discussing, there was a knock on the office door. A courier boy stood at the door holding a bouquet of red roses, and politely asked who is Yang Qingwei?Yang Qingwei got up in surprise and was urged by her colleague to walk over. As a result, the courier brother handed her the bouquet of red roses, saying that someone had ordered them for her in advance, and there were envious voices in the office.

Yang Qingwei hugged the red rose, her complexion no less pale than the rose's.

"Wow, you said there are no gifts, so here it is!" Yaoyao envied, "Such a big bunch, not 99 flowers?"

There were too many roses to fit on her table, so she had to put them on the table next to Fu Misheng in the back.Speaking of which, the boss's younger sister is treated generously. They are given a table for each person. Fu Misheng said that he gave two directly, so the extra table became a table for placing their belongings. Now put a large bouquet of roses on it. There is no room left on the table.

Others gathered around to look at the flowers. Yang Qingwei took out the card and knew who it was after seeing the handwriting on it. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and snickered.

This person is too high-profile.

"What did you write? What did you write?" Yaoyao leaned over curiously, pulled out the card in her hand, and read, "Happy Christmas Eve! Love your husband."

After reading it over and over again, it's just such a sentence, isn't this too sloppy?Yaoyao felt that Yang Qingwei's husband didn't take her seriously, but only Yang Qingwei knew that he was protecting her, because it would be easy to expose if he wrote too much.

Yang Qingwei snatched the card back from her hand and put it in the drawer, "That's good."

Fu Misheng also echoed, "Yes, what card do you need for such a bouquet of roses?" Then she put her hands on her shoulders, and asked with a smile, "Do you want me to give you a ride tonight? Such a big bouquet of roses , isn’t it convenient to take the subway?”

Yang Qingwei wanted to take the flowers back, but thought that she was the only one in the office, so she said generously, "Otherwise, if you like, how many flowers do you each take?"

Sister Meng quickly refused, "Your husband gave it to you, you can't give it to anyone else!"

"That's right! It's someone's wish, it can't be given away!" Yaoyao agreed, but she still took out her mobile phone to take a picture.

"Okay, let's go to work!" Yang Qingwei didn't want to continue this topic, so she pushed her back to her seat, but Sister Lan said that it was already lunch time, so they went to the restaurant again. Yes, let them go first when they saw the caller ID, and they didn't wait when they saw her answer the phone. Fu Misheng was the last one, and she closed the door.

"Hello." Leaning on the table and looking at the red rose next to her, Yang Qingwei had a smile on her face.

"Do you like it?" He knew her expression even if he didn't see it. He was really amazing.

"It's too expensive!" So many red roses must have cost a lot of money.

"As long as you like it!" Fu Tingjun said, "There will be gifts tomorrow!"

"There are more?" Yang Qingwei stood up straight all of a sudden, and said vigilantly, "You won't order another bunch, will you? No more, there are too many!"

"Of course not, you'll find out tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qingwei felt uneasy, what the hell was he doing?She couldn't stand it if it happened again.