Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

The days passed quietly in the busy, survived the madness before the end of the year, and finally came to the Chinese Lunar New Year, when all company departments had holidays one after another.

On the eve of the lunar new year, every family was decorated and reunited. The doctors and nurses stationed in the side courtyard of the Shen residence, as well as the servants and gardeners responsible for cleaning and maintenance on weekdays, also had holidays one after another. There were a few bodyguards stationed.

Wen Muxi knew that she had some problems with Shen Bihan's seemingly calm feelings, so she was going to find Wen langxuan to live together on this special day.

Just to her surprise, Wen langxuan's little rabbit went abroad with his colleagues in the law firm.

The little abacus planned in my heart was empty, so I had to drive to Shen's house with Shen Bihan early in the morning.

Sitting side by side in the back seat of the car, Shen Bihan took Wen Muxi's hand and took off her gloves. He held her hand tightly with her fingers all the way and warmed it in the pocket of her black coat.

The female voice of exotic Blues sings lazily through the stereo in the car. I don't know if it is affected by the music. My heart is as inexplicably empty as the empty city of city B, which most of them have left.

Even the hand tightly held by Shen Bihan doesn't seem to have much effect.

Shen Bihan naturally saw that Wen Muxi was absent-minded. He just opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to ease the atmosphere between them.

If she has to let her go to be happy, he can't do the same.

Just dark annoyed, the light gray eyes suddenly saw something from the passing scenery.

"Lao Liu, pull over first." Shen Bihan knocked on the partition between the driver's seat.

Lao Liu, the driver, immediately found a place to stop temporarily and stopped the car steadily.

"Wait for me in the car." Shen Bihan took Wen Muxi's hand out of his pocket, whispered to her, put on his gloves and hurried out of the car.

The speed was so fast that Wen Muxi didn't even have time to ask him what to do. Looking at the back of the step obviously accelerated on the sidewalk, Wen Muxi was stunned for half a second and couldn't help laughing.

She doesn't remember the last time Shen Bihan left in such a hurry. It seems that she was in college.

Forget what it is, but in retrospect, the mood will unconsciously have a sense of pleasure.

"Young lady, would you like coffee or milk tea?" thinking that Shen Bihan should be back in a while, he was afraid that Wen Muxi would wait for the boring driver.

Wen Muxi, who was still thinking about what Shen Bihan did when he ran away excitedly, thanked and declined after hearing the friendly inquiry of the driver.

Although she likes to drink those things on weekdays, she will never touch anything by others except those people she trusts.

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Shen Bihan didn't expect that there was still a flower shop open on New Year's Eve, so he just saw it from a distance and asked the driver to stop the car immediately.

Open the glass door and walk into the room that is obviously not very large, but full of colorful flowers.

"Hello, handsome boy, what flowers do you want?" the happy fat girl in the florist brightened her eyes when she saw Shen Bihan coming in.

"Are there any stars in the sky that arrived today?" Shen Bihan asked. His voice fell. His eyes had found what they wanted and quickly walked towards the corner.

"You have a good eye. It was just sent from K city this morning. I haven't even had time to tidy it up. It can be said that it's too fresh to be fresh." the fat girl smiled so that she couldn't see her eyes under the black frame eyes.

Shen Bihan took out a few hundred yuan cash from his wallet and handed it directly without asking the price.

"I want to wrap a bunch myself."

Without any nonsense, the fat girl was stunned when she looked at the small stack of at least ten white yuan bills handed over by Shen Bihan.

"Use... Not so much."

The happy fat girl quickly waved her hand. The flowers frequently used for matching are not valuable. Even if there are many rich people at the foot of the emperor in city B, they will not be so ruined.

Shen Bihan directly put more than ten hundred yuan in cash on the table next to the flower rack, squatted down and picked it up, ignoring the meaning of the value in his mouth.

In the business field, Shen Bihan never makes any loss business, but in preparing gifts for Wen Muxi, any material value is not enough to measure in Shen Bihan's opinion.

What he thinks is worth.

The fat girl saw that Shen Bihan had begun to use more hands. She didn't want to say anything at all. She had to go to the side to get the pruning tools and the colored paper used for packaging.

Other people would buy a bunch of stars for a thousand pieces, and they packed them themselves. The fat girl must have been scolding her for being stupid in her heart.

But when she looked at this noble childe's face and her focused and gentle eyes, she really couldn't even do abdominal Fei.

It can be seen that the real God, even when he is stupid and forced, is still the God that ordinary people can only look up to.

"Sir, do you just want stars? We also have all kinds of roses and hydrangeas. They are all sent together today. They are very fresh."

Seeing that she paid special attention to the quality of flowers, the fat girl whispered her suggestions. After all, it was just a bunch of single stars, which was too monotonous.

"No, just it's enough."

Shen Bihan tidied up his things and turned a blind eye to the other blooming flowers next to him, except that the ordinary stars in the sky were full of tenderness.

The white sky stars are sorted into a perfect semicircular sphere, and a black and dark blue wrapping paper is selected to overlap and wrap it gently. The common sky stars really become the meaning of sky stars.

It's not the fat girl's deliberately boasting. When Shen Bihan holds the newly wrapped bouquet, it doesn't look like a thousand pieces of flowers that can be bought. On the contrary, it's like the top luxury goods that can't be bought with six figures in the Huabo market.

"Your girlfriend must be very happy." when the fat girl sent Shen Bihan out, her face was full of envy and blessing.

Shen Bihan, who usually doesn't pay much attention to strangers, couldn't help laughing when listening to the blessed voice.

"How do you know it must be a girlfriend?"

"Because, sir, your eyes are very gentle when you choose and wrap flowers!" the fat girl racked her brains and replied excitedly, "special tenderness."

Shen Bihan estimated that if such adjectives were heard by subordinates in the company, most of them would be scared, and the other half would be directly scared to death.

Recalling the past when he was young, Shen Bihan couldn't help smiling happily. Only when he left the front did he light his lips: "she's not a girlfriend. She's my wife now."