Chapter 389 Holding a Bouquet of Beautiful Flowers in Her Hand

Even though she knew that she was thinking too much, she still felt a little prickly in her heart, not because the other party was Dai Yuqing, but because she couldn't control the acid in her heart when she thought that he would have someone she liked in the future.

What about giving up?
Did you say you don't like him anymore?

Maybe you have to wait until the next person you like to show up to wash away your liking for him?
Thinking of this, Zhong Xiaobao closed his eyes and almost ran away in a panic, "Brother, it should be very busy down here, I'll go down first."

"Little..." Zhong Yuang just wanted to call her to stop, but he rushed out and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Shaking her head, this girl's personality has not changed at all, she is always so aggressive.

……

……

night.

At six o'clock, Zhong Yuang did not get off work according to the normal time, but sat in the office and dealt with some work, and it was almost eight o'clock before he went downstairs.

There are also many guests in the lobby at this point, but it is not very busy compared to the peak hours of holidays.

The leader standing in front of the bar saw him come down and hurried over to say hello, "Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Yuang nodded, "Did you order the flowers?"

"Ordered." The foreman said as he took out the bouquet from inside, and handed it over with a smile, "The florist just delivered it."

Zhong Yuang took the bouquet and glanced at Zhong Xiaobao who was standing not far away. The girl was working seriously, ordering for a pair of new guests. From the side, she could clearly see a standard and calm smile on her face.

It turned out that she could become so peaceful when she was working, which made Zhong Yuang a little dazed.

Seeing him staring at Zhong Xiaobao, the foreman naturally thought he was waiting for her, so he walked over to replace him.

Zhong Xiaobao turned his head suspiciously and glanced at the bar. The tall man was looking at her with a bouquet of beautifully colored flowers in his hand.

Zhong Xiaobao politely apologized to the guests, then handed the half-written list to the foreman, and walked quickly to the bar.

"Brother, shall we go to the hospital now?"

"En." Zhong Yuang looked away from her and nodded softly.

"Then wait for me a moment," Zhong Xiaobao picked up his overalls, "I'll go change."

"Yeah." Zhong Yuang hummed again and watched the girl in front of him quickly go to the staff locker room.

In less than 5 minutes, Zhong Xiaobao changed his clothes and came out, looked at the person who was still standing there with a smile and waved, "Brother, let's go."

When the two of them left the cafe, it was already brightly lit. When they walked to the front of the car, Zhong Yuang conveniently handed the flowers to the person beside him, and said in a low voice, "Take it, I'm going to drive."

Zhong Xiaobao sat in the back seat with the flowers in his arms and lowered his head to smell the flowers in his arms. The smell was very fragrant and the colors were beautiful, but it was a pity that they were not given to her.

It seems that she has not confiscated flowers in her 19 years of life, and no one even gave them to her when she was sick.

Ugh…

I'm afraid there is no one who has failed more than her in this life, right?
The man who was driving couldn't help raising his eyes and glanced at her in the rearview mirror when he heard the sigh, "Are you tired today?"

The little girl who persisted for so long on the first day of work was more persistent than he imagined.

Zhong Xiaobao moved the painful soles of his feet, and puffed his cheeks, "Generally, it's okay, but the feet are a little sore."

After all, no one can get used to standing up for a day and walking back and forth.

Fortunately, she can shift shifts after she is familiar with the work, and she only needs to work for a few hours a day.

(End of this chapter)

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