The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

It was Sunday, and Wen Jianshu was not in a hurry to go back.Because he was grateful for his full support when he went to Nanshan Temple last time, Lan Xinhui, as the host, also accompanied Wen Jianshu to play around N City for a day.

After breakfast, Lan Xinhui, Wen Jianshu and Mili Tanlao went out for an outing together, climbing mountains, grass skiing, playing CS, etc., very happy.

Wen Jianshu had dinner with them that night before driving home.

The next day was Monday. Lan Xinhui had a morning meeting and arrived at the company early.

When I got to the front desk, I heard that someone had brought her flowers.

She took it over and saw that it was a pot of freesias planted in delicate flower pots. Several of them were blooming very well, exuding a faint fragrance, and there were many large and small flower buds, which seemed to last for a long time. flower.

This time, there was also no flower card, and no message. I don't know who sent the flowers.

Hearing that the fragrance of the freesia has the effect of calming the nerves and eliminating fatigue, Lan Xinhui placed the potted flower on the small table next to her desk, and could smell the faint fragrance from time to time while working.

Not long after, the flowers sent by Wen Jianshu also arrived, and Lan Xinhui called to thank him and told him not to spend any more money.

Wen Jianshu said that he had already paid for the flowers for a week, and he comforted her by saying that he could still afford the money for the flowers.

In the next few days, Flowers sent every day brought flowers with his card.

And after the anonymous person sent flowers twice, he started to send other things. The third day was a nutritious and delicious breakfast. Lan Xinhui didn't have breakfast that day. After a moment of hesitation, she ate the breakfast.

Lan Xinhui really couldn't guess who gave it to her, so she decided not to.Anyway, I don't know where to return those things, so I just accepted them.

The fourth day is the bee sugar cake delivered at tea time.

At that time, Miao Miaomiao, who had already returned to work from vacation, was chatting with Mi Li about the hottest gossip in the company: the mysterious person who gave Lan Xinhui a gift every day, and guessed what the gift was for today.

Seeing a bee sugar cake being delivered, they cheered, and took the cake into Lan Xinhui's office together.

When Lan Xinhui saw the bee sugar cake, she thought of Wang Zichen again, could it be he who sent these gifts?

She remembered that he once ordered a bee sugar cake.However, he doesn't know people in China now, and not only was he very indifferent to her that morning, but he never contacted her after he left the country, which seemed very contradictory.

"Hey, Xinhui, why are you still in a daze, open the cake and eat!" Miao Miaomiao joked, "You don't want to eat alone after we leave, do you?"

"No way, Millie, open the cake!" Lan Xinhui said.

Millie agreed, opened the cake, and was about to cut it when there was a knock on the door.

Miao Miaomiao smiled and said, "Is the person who brought the cake here?"

Lan Xinhui said with a smile: "Maybe I'm here to grab a cake!" As she spoke, she raised her voice and said, "Please come in."

As soon as she finished speaking, the person who knocked on the door opened the door and walked in. It turned out that Wang Zichen hadn't seen him for a few days.

"Brother, are you here?" Miao Miaomiao glanced at Wang Zichen who walked in, and asked with a smile, "Are you the one who delivered the cake, or the one who ate the cake?"

"Why send cakes and eat cakes?" Wang Zichen seemed confused.

Seeing his reaction, Lan Xinhui thought, it seems that those gifts were not from him.

"You just returned to China, it seems you don't know yet," Miao Miaomiao said to Wang Zichen gossipingly, "In the past few days, someone is giving gifts to Xinhui every day anonymously."

At this time, Millie came over with a divided cake, and Miao Miaomiao quickly picked up a piece: "No, this is the cake for today." As she said, she picked up a piece of cake and was about to put it in her mouth. .

"Wait!" The voices came from Wang Zichen and Lan Xinhui.