Xiao Zhang was also at a loss. He glanced at Rose, then at Qiao Ansheng, and shook his head: "I don't know, Mr. Qiao, maybe one of your suitors gave it to you?"

Suitors?

Qiao Ansheng was even more confused. She found a small pink card hanging on the corner of the bouquet and hurriedly pulled it out.

The small pink card is also full of fragrance, hot gilded gold, and a bow is tied to the corner of the card, which looks exquisite.

"Like your bright smile."

Looking at the vigorous and powerful lettering on the card, he couldn't help but think of the handsome figure of the man. After reading it out, Qiao Ansheng couldn't help but grin again.

This naked declaration of love, she attributed the bunch of roses to Qin Yanchen without even thinking about it.

"Well, well, I get it."

Dismissed Xiao Zhang casually, Qiao Ansheng smiled as if soaked in candied fruit, and rippling joy came out of his eyes.

Although she was puzzled, Qin Yanchen was so good at giving flowers, but it was more of a surprise.

Qin Yanchen is not actually a person who knows romance, his romance stops at Qiao Ansheng's mind.

That is, what Qiao Ansheng wants, he will prepare something.

When he was young, Qiao Ansheng felt the vulgarity of sending flowers was unbearable, and he never let him send them. Now he is a little bit older, but he was stunned by a bunch of flowers and his smile did not disappear when he entered the office.

It's not the role of flowers, but the feeling that she likes to be put in her heart by a man, and she feels like she was held in his palm as before.

Qiao Ansheng put the flowers on the table carefully, borrowed a small watering can from the assistant's office next door, received some clean water, and sprayed them little by little.

The water-stained flowers look brighter and brighter, the petals are blooming slightly in a spiral shape, and the fragrance quickly spreads around.

Qiao Ansheng touched the flowers, only to feel that his heart was softened like these flowers.

Putting the flower in the most conspicuous place, she stretched her waist and sat at the table, replenishing her energy.

When she was about to open the file, Qiao Ansheng suddenly thought of something. She touched the phone on one side and fiddled with the flowers.

He slapped the flowers with a click.

She was embarrassed to thank the man directly, and couldn't be ecstatic to the man. That seemed how naive she was, and she could be so happy to send a bunch of flowers.

Qiao Ansheng thought for a while, it's better to post a circle of friends and let him see for himself.

Qiao Ansheng clicked into the circle of friends, and the first one to bear the brunt of the circle of friends was his former colleague, Qi Yan.

Qi Yan found her boyfriend and sent a close photo of the two of them facing each other.

In the photo, the two of them laughed happily, and their love could not be covered from each other's eyes. It could be seen that they should be in love.

Qiao Ansheng paused for a second with his fingertips.

There was a sense of loss in my heart.

She glanced at the closeness of the two of them. The bottom of the circle of friends was all a row of colleagues from weekdays who gave the two people "99 99".

Qin Yanchen looks much better than her boyfriend!

Qiao Ansheng said to himself in a dazed heart.

The line of sight stayed on Zhu 99 in the row below.

When will she be able to openly and openly with Qin Yanchen and accept everyone's blessings?

She fantasized about the situation. It is estimated that by then the people in the company will be shocked. Who has the heart to wish them?

However, this emotion lasted for a short time, passed quickly, and was soon replaced by another energetic thought.

"Come up, Qiao Ansheng, when you stand at the same height as him, no one will say anything!"

Qiao Ansheng's eyes lit up with a sparkling fire, and his small face was full of passionate enthusiasm.

She posted the photo of the rose and attached a caption.

After thinking about it, it was set to be visible only to Qin Yanchen.

After doing all this, Qiao Ansheng threw the phone away, gathered his energy, and started today's work wholeheartedly.

...

Qin, the top-level president's office.

"Mr Qin, your work schedule today..."

Chi Yang knocked on the door and came in, and placed the work schedule sheet in his hand on Qin Yanchen's Guangkeren's desk very lightly.

Qin Yanchen didn't speak, he sat on the expensive black leather office chair, his sight was all on the phone in front of him...

When he was free just now, he opened WeChat, but unexpectedly found that there was a small red dot in the column of WeChat friends.

Qin Yanchen's number is a private number, and not many people have been added.

On weekdays, the most in circle of friends is the madman of the circle of friends like Gu Si.

Sometimes, Qin Yanchen brushed dozens of dynamics in a row, all of them were Gu Si, so he didn't bother to click them on weekdays, but today, he almost clicked them.

As a result, it opened a little, and oncoming was a full of roses.

It was from Qiao Ansheng.

"Thank you for your roses……"

Qin Yanchen raised his brows high, and the large bouquet of roses looked bright and dazzling.

He has explicitly forbidden office romances, but there are still people who dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head. Are they still coveted by him?

The sun was just right at the moment, and Qin Yanchen was bathed in the sun. His skin was of that cold white tone, when he was not smiling.

Even in the sun, it can make people feel alienated and indifferent for no reason.

Chi Yang had no idea that his president had fallen into the vinegar world now. He only felt that Qin Yanchen's aura was gradually getting colder.

He didn't dare to rub his arms in front of him, but could only move his steps impatiently and back a little bit.

"President Qin? If nothing happens, I'll go out first..."

Chi Yang lowered his head. After waiting for him for a long time, there was no movement. His legs were going to be numb, and he couldn't help it anymore. Then he whispered.

Qin Yanchen's complexion was not very good, his whole figure looked like a piece of ice, and his raised double eyelids looked like a sharp blade. He interrupted Chi Yang's words impatiently: "Something..."

...

Qiao Ansheng didn't know it at all. She was working attentively in the office at the moment. After reading the report, she was sure that there was no problem.

She signed it.

At this moment, the door of the office was knocked from outside...

"Please come in..."

Qiao Ansheng put the pen into the cap and raised his voice.

The door opened, and the person who came in was actually Song Cheng.

After seeing the other party, Qiao Ansheng nodded politely and stood up from behind the table: "Song Xuechang..."

Song Cheng is wearing a slim suit today, white T and black pants, all of his hair is combed back with wax, and the golden frame of the frame is gentle and capable.

"An Sheng...Uh, I call you An Sheng, do you mind? If you mind, I can call you Mr. Qiao..."

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