Fall in love, Mr. Xi!

Chapter 1161 Young Master Chu Chases His Wife in Many Ways (2)

"I am." Qiao Xinyu stopped in her tracks, turned around suspiciously, but kept covering her nose with her hand, keeping a certain distance from that person.

She is the only one in the design department named Qiao.

If this person went right, he should be looking for her.

"Here are flowers for you, please sign for it." The man handed her a slip.

"Who sent it?" Qiao Xinyu couldn't help but sneezed again, feeling a little headache.

But he still politely took the form and signed his name.

The little brother who ran errands and delivered flowers replied truthfully: "The gentleman said his surname is Chu."

Hearing the sound, Qiao Xinyu clenched her fists with an ugly expression and gritted her teeth.

Chu Yichen is an idiot!
The little brother handed her the roses, and Qiao Xinyu stepped back a few steps as if seeing some scourge, and said with an ugly face, "Please help me throw the trash can at the door. Thank you."

The little brother looked down at the passionate red rose in his hand, and couldn't bear it: "This...isn't so good?"

Knowing that he was also running errands for others, Qiao Xinyu didn't intend to embarrass him, and her tone was pretty good, "If the other party asks, just say I'll take it."

After speaking, she sneezed a few more times, then turned around and walked to her seat without looking back.

Early the next morning, in order to avoid meeting that stinky hooligan Chu Yichen again at the door of the apartment, Qiao Xinyu deliberately went out half an hour earlier.

When I arrived at the office, I received another bouquet of flowers.

This time the flowers were placed directly on her desk.

Qiao Xinyu threw it into the trash can at the door in disgust, feeling itchy all over her body.

Headaches make you unproductive all day long.

For three days in a row, a bouquet of roses would appear on Qiao Xinyu's desk.

The colleagues in the office finally couldn't help gossiping, "Xinyu, is it a gift from a suitor?"

"It's just a gift from a fool." Qiao Xinyu frowned.

One of the colleagues sighed enviously: "This is the first time I have seen such a big rose, what a pity to throw it away every time..."

Qiao Xinyu, who was wearing a mask, glanced at the roses on the table, smiled and said nothing, only feeling that her head hurt even more.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, she took out a pair of gloves from the drawer and put them on, then angrily kicked open the door of the director's office with the bouquet of flowers in her arms.

In the office, Chu Yichen was dealing with official business in front of the computer, when the door was kicked open suddenly, he was startled.

But he soon recovered, with a gloomy face, he yelled at the door: "Aren't you courageous? You have to kick the door, do you want to be in HK..." Did it?
When he saw the person walking in, he swallowed timidly, and swallowed the rest of the words.

No, he is the director!

Although he is only an acting director, he is also a director.

Why should he be afraid of her?

Thinking of this, Chu Yichen coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and resumed his cynical state.

He stood up from the swivel chair, looked at Qiao Xinyu standing in front of him with raised eyebrows, raised his lips and teased: "Crazy woman, if you want to thank me, you don't need to make such a big show! It doesn't matter if you kick the door down, if you break the door Your foot hurts, I will feel sorry for you, young master."

Since that incident happened, she has been holding grudges and complaining about herself, and she still hides from herself. Now that she took the initiative to come to the door, Chu Yichen couldn't help feeling complacent.

It seems that the flowers these days have not been given away in vain, and they are more or less effective.

"I thank you uncle! Chu Yichen, if you dare to send flowers to my wife's office again, I will stamp you!"

Qiao Xinyu angrily threw the flower in her hand on Chu Yichen's monstrous face.

The rose was thrown at him unexpectedly, Chu Yishen subconsciously reached out to catch it, staggered back a few steps, but tripped over the swivel chair behind him.

He fell to the ground with his buttocks, and the rose just hit his face, he was so embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)