Hidden marriage: husband, be secretive

Stomp your feet and stare at the direction of someone's disappearance. In fact, in other people's eyes, it's completely coquettish.

She walked slowly to her home.

Maybe even she didn't find that her pace of going back was much lighter than that of coming back. Some things have been overstocked in the bottom of my heart and will never fade away. Maybe only when she faces it directly will she go back a thousand times and change slowly from her heart.

Looked up at the night, as if nothing can be seen, but the heart is no longer so heavy.

When Jiang Xiaoyun went back, he saw a mess on the tea table, empty boxes for takeout, and pictures on the TV.

As if there was a little empty feeling, sighed, then picked up the remote control, turned off the noisy TV, and went upstairs directly.

The things on the table will be cleaned up by my aunt tomorrow morning. She is really not a diligent person. When she wants to be lazy, she will still be lazy.

In the morning, get up and go to work.

One day seems to be very common. When I get to the company, I just arrange all kinds of things and get to know the latest entertainment information.

Li Hui came in from the office with a bunch of flowers in his hand. "President Jiang, this is the flower just sent in from the front desk. He said it was for you."

While talking, the eyes were still shining with the light of gossip.

Who gave this to President Jiang?

It's amazing.

"Flowers?" She was obviously surprised that she had not received flowers for a long time“ Who is it? "

"I don't know. It's from the florist. It's gone. There seems to be a card here. Have a look." Where Li Hui stands still, the meaning is very obvious.

Jiang Xiaoyun looked at him, did not speak, Li Hui did not dare to see, "I have a lot of work there, I went to busy." Get out of here.

Who sent the flowers to President Jiang.

President Jiang hasn't received any flowers for a long time. Since the rumor about who President Jiang is, it seems that no one dares to pursue President Jiang in this circle.

Of course, Li Hui never thought of anyone.

Jiang Xiaoyun looks at the beautiful flower in front of him. It's very beautiful, red rose. But this red rose is not an ordinary red rose. It's still a brand red rose. It's a high-end brand.

Suddenly thinking of someone's words last night, she picked up the card and looked at it. The signature below is a mouse.

Very cute mouse, did not write the name directly, but she knew who it was as soon as she guessed?

Isn't that the man last night?

Gu Junhao, mouse, mouse, when he was studying, some students would call him that.

But since he went to work in Tianhai, he has been on the altar route. This nickname has never been called like this again.

"Don't ask about yesterday, live today, expect tomorrow!"

This is the content of the card, very simple, but can know what he wants to say.

Jiang Xiaoyun closed the card, put it into the drawer, looked at the flowers in front of him, and then looked at the office. It seemed that there was no empty vase.

Since there is no vase, you don't have to insert it.

"Li Hui, come in." Call the assistant in.

After Li Hui came in, he heard her say, "you take this flower and throw it away."

"Ah?" Li Hui was a little surprised. This flower is not cheap. How wasteful it is to throw it away.

"Don't you hear me? I said throw it away."

"Oh, well, I'll throw it away right away." Li Hui didn't dare to have any more objection, so he rushed out of her office with the expensive flowers.