Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 135 The Familiar Perfume Smell (2)

The next morning, while eating breakfast, the doorbell rang for the first time, Lan Weiwei put down the milk in her hand, and glanced out the window in surprise, who would come to him so early in the morning?

So Lan Weiwei put down the bread in her hand, stood up and said, "I'll go and open the door."

Who knows, he stood up before her, "I'll just do it."

Lan Weiwei has always respected his privacy, and never dared to interfere, in case she knew some business secrets that she shouldn't know, this was clearly written in the confidentiality agreement, upon hearing this, she sat in her seat again.

Surprisingly, the people outside the door did not come in, and there was almost no communication between them, "Mr. Tang, this is what you want."

"Thank you."

Talking that Tang Ruochen closed the door with an exquisite gift box in his hand, Lan Weiwei stared straight at the box in Tang Ruochen's hand, wishing that the whole person could stick it on it, she was overjoyed at once, the gift came, Here comes my gift!

Although she was already ready to receive the gift, she never thought that this day would come so soon!

It's just that she doesn't know how he will give it to herself. Although Lan Weiwei is looking forward to it, she is a little disappointed. She imagined a hundred scenes of Tang Ruochen giving herself a gift last night, but she didn't expect that the gift would be delivered by a courier When he arrived at the door of the house, he just brought it over like this. Leaving aside the romance, and without any sense of mystery, can he call this a gift?Just say buy it for yourself!

I really didn't expect that the big president of Tang's enterprise has no romantic cells at all... But let's not worry about it for now, it's good that he has this kind of heart, and there is nothing to look forward to in the way of giving gifts. This, she cared more about what Tang Ruochen would say when he gave gifts later.

Unexpectedly, after Tang Ruochen returned to his seat, he directly put the gift on the table, Lan Weiwei stared at the exquisite gift box on the seat for a moment, and did not speak.

So, after 1 minute passed, he didn't speak, after 2 minutes passed, he still didn't speak, after the meal was finished, he... still didn't speak.

Finally, he got up and walked away with the gift box directly....

Lan Weiwei stared intently at his hand, watched him stand up, and picked up the gift box, and then watched him go farther and farther with the gift box, and the fire that had just ignited A little expectation was broken by him in an instant, and there was no hope left.

When he was about to reach the stairs, Lan Weiwei suddenly stood up and shouted at his back: "Wait a minute."

Hearing this, Tang Ruochen really stopped in his tracks: "Is there something wrong?"

Lan Weiwei pointed to the box in his hand: "This... a box...." Isn't it for me?
Touching Tang Ruochen's expressionless face and indifferent eyes, Lan Weiwei no longer had any hope, and directly changed her words: "What's inside?"

Holding the box in his hand, Tang Ruochen paused and said, "Bracelet."

"Give it away?" Lan Weiwei asked again.

"Ah."

At the moment when Tang Ruochen turned around, all expectations turned into disappointment, Lan Weiwei felt that her heart was pulled up, her heart was filled with indescribable loss, emptiness, and a little embarrassment, after all... She was still so excited last night, so... the gift he said was not for herself.

Lan Weiwei took a deep breath, trying to act as natural as possible, forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, cleared her voice and said, "Then... good luck to you."

"Thank you." After speaking, Tang Ruochen got up and went upstairs.

(End of this chapter)