This time she confesses

Roses are delicate and fragrant.

Jing Huan held up the kettle and sprinkled water in the center of the petals, absent-mindedly, looking at the door of the general manager's office from time to time, staring at the door of the general manager's office for two seconds, then slowly looked away, looking at the desk surface, the movement of watering in his hands became slow, and his eyes moved from left to right. Turn right and walk around.

at last.

On the corner of the table is a document that is not in a hurry to sign, and the clerk of the food and beverage department sent it in the morning.

Jing Huan immediately put down the kettle, picked up the document and put it on his chest, took two steps and then backed up, picked up the freshly sprinkled rose, which became more delicate with one hand, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Ke Qingyun was busy, so he didn't raise his eyes and only responded lightly.

Jing Huan closed the door, "Mr. Ke."

The moment Ke Qingyun raised his head, the muscles on his face stretched out, and he smiled lightly, not as serious as when he was concentrating on his work, so he was not easy to approach, "Is it someone from the bank——"

Noticing the rose in Jing Huan's hand, Ke Qingyun guessed that Jing Huan didn't come in because of work, so he stopped talking and asked with a smile, "Do you like today's flowers?"

"There is a document that needs your signature." Jing Huan mentioned the work first, handed over the document, and waited for Ke Qingyun to read and sign the document before talking about personal matters: "I like it."

Ke Qingyun closed the cap of the pen, looked at the rose in Jing Huan's hand, and smiled unseriously: "If you like it, you don't have to hold it like this, just show it off everywhere."

Jing Huan felt ashamed, and put the flower on Ke Qingyun's desk, "Who's showing off?"

"No show off, you came in to give a contract and still hold flowers." Ke Qingyun smiled even more presumptuously.

Jing Huan originally intended to use overwork to embarrass her. Who would have thought that Ke Qingyun would understand it as showing off, and he would shoot himself in the foot. "I want to put the flowers in your office first, and then take them away after get off work."

Ke Qingyun paused for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."

Although Jing Huan's workstation is not as conspicuous as in the public office area, she can deliver documents, deal with trivial matters, receive customers, and people come and go all morning. When passing by, she can see the ostentatious rose at a glance, which will inevitably arouse reverie and discussion.

Jing Huan overestimated his own face, after thinking about it, he decided to put the flowers away, fearing that Ke Qingyun might misunderstand, so he explained: "There are people coming and going outside, so I'm worried that the influence will be bad. After all, such a big bouquet of roses is too ostentatious."

Ke Qingyun: "I just said you were showing off to tease you."

"I like the flowers you sent." Jing Huan picked up the signed document, held it in his hand, lowered his eyes slightly, and said, "I don't want to be talked about."

Ke Qingyun sent flowers because firstly, she wanted to make Jing Huan happy, and secondly, she wanted to let the young men in the company know that Jing Huan's famous flower had someone, so she retreated despite difficulties, and Jing Huan would be talked about. considering.

"Who talked about you?"

Jing Huan was taken aback by the tone of making decisions for her, and hurriedly said, "No one."

Ke Qingyun smiled: "So you feel embarrassed?"

Jing Huan has long passed the age when she needs to satisfy her vanity by being unconventional. She is an intern now, and she gets a bouquet of roses every day. I heard from Sister Siyu that they are still imported. It is really embarrassing to hold such a bouquet of flowers under the eyes of everyone. .

"I must be embarrassed. I receive flowers every day. Sister Siyu thought I had a boyfriend." Jing Huan said deliberately.

Ke Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "So do you have it?"

Jing Huan said nonchalantly, "Of course not. Didn't you send these flowers? Where did you find your boyfriend?"

Ke Qingyun stared at Jing Huan, with a faint smile on his mouth: "What do you want to say?"

Jing Huan pretended to be relaxed: "It's nothing, I just want to put the flowers here with you first, it's safer in the office, last time I put them at Sister Siyu's place, it was damaged."

"Siyu said that I saw you going to dinner with a boy that day." Ke Qingyun paused for a moment, with a look of sudden realization: "So it's not a boyfriend."

Jing Huan lowered her head, "It's a blind date introduced by my family. You met last time, but it's already yellow now."

Although Ke Qingyun didn't believe in any boyfriends at the beginning, but when he heard the child's explanation, he felt distressed and satisfied, his eyelids slightly lifted, and he said softly: "Why are you so recruiting?"

"Who made me look beautiful." Jing Huan glanced away.

Ke Qingyun laughed: "Then I will have to pay close attention to it in the future."

Jing Huan said, "Let's talk about it after you catch up."

Ke Qingyun couldn't help laughing, looking at the rose on the table: "I can keep this flower for you, but not for nothing."

Jing Huan frowned: "Don't you still have to charge protection fees?"

"The protection fee will be waived, it's too dishonest." Ke Qingyun glanced at Jing Huan, instead of asking, he directly invited: "Let's have dinner together tonight."

Jing Huan was taken aback for a moment, and didn't give an answer immediately. Instead, she turned her face away and said deliberately reserved, "Okay, anyway, I'm fine at night."

At six o'clock in the evening, the two got off work on time and left the company. Jing Huan held flowers in her arms and sat in the co-pilot. Occasionally, she would sneak a peek at Ke Qingyun. If she was caught, she quickly asked, "What's for dinner?" To cover up guilt.

Ke Qingyun: "You have asked the question of what to eat for dinner five times."

"is it?"

"Well, you not only asked five times." Ke Qingyun said, "You also peeked at me seven times."

Jing Huan coughed lightly and refused to admit it: "I'm looking at the car in front of me."

"It turned out that the car in front was growing on my face."

After being discovered anyway, Jing Huan directly smashed the jar, "I just want to see if you look different."

There was a red light ahead, the car stopped slowly, Ke Qingyun turned his head and asked, "Has the length changed?"

"changed."

Jing Huan pretended to look out of the window, not knowing whether it was awkwardness or shyness, and said in a strange tone: "It looks pretty good."

Ke Qingyun raised his hand to cover his mouth, turned his head, and smiled restrainedly.

"Don't be complacent, I'm just speaking from the facts, without personal feelings."

Ke Qingyun: "I'm not proud, I just think you have good vision."

"......"shameless.

After arriving at the restaurant, Jing Huan found out that Ke Qingyun had reserved four seats, "Is there anyone else?"

"Ah."

Ke Qingyun was replying to the message with his head bowed. After replying, he put down his phone and said, "You should have seen this person before."

"I've seen it?" Jing Huan was stunned for a moment. She had met quite a few people. She might have something to do with Ke Qingyun, probably only her colleagues in the company. She guessed, "Is it Mr. Yao Jie?"

Ke Qingyun shook his head. When he looked up, he happened to catch a glimpse of the figure at the door of the restaurant. He hurriedly raised his hand to signal, "Ruiyang, this way."

Jing Huan looked in the direction Ke Qingyun was waving, and a man in a suit strode towards them. The moment he saw the man's appearance, Jing Huan froze in place, his face immediately changed, and memories were mixed An unrealistic dream came to my mind in an instant.

This man had appeared in her dreams countless times.

In the dream, he turned his head and said to Ke Qingyun with a smile, "Let's go, catch it."

This man, who had only met twice and didn't even say hello, was deeply engraved in Jing Huan's memory. As time went by, there was no way to erase it.

The man sat down opposite Jing Huan, with a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand calmly and gently, "Hello, my name is Wang Ruiyang."

Jing Huan's lips trembled, and he stretched out his hand helplessly, "...Hello."

"You are much prettier than in the photo." Wang Ruiyang praised generously.

Jing Huan felt that his head had shut down, and he couldn't think about the problem at all, and he didn't know what the photo he was talking about was his own photo, so why did he see it.

A series of puzzles, surprises, mixed with unspeakable melancholy piled up in his chest. When he was at a loss, the back of his hand suddenly felt hot. Ke Qingyun gently held Jing Huan's hand, and introduced to her: "Ruiyang is my mother and daughter. My half-brother has been abroad all these years and doesn't come back often."