The seven years between me and Zha Gong

Brother Dao and Fang Qiyan both left the villa. Lan Weiyu sighed as he looked at the table full of food. He sat down at the table, picked up the bowl, and ate alone.

In the next few days, Lan Weiyu was bombarded by Brother Dao and Fang Qiyan in turn. In the morning, as soon as he went out, Brother Dao came to bring him breakfast. Lan Weiyu refused many times, but Brother Dao still didn't seem to understand. Yes, I give it to him in different ways every day.

After finally getting rid of Brother Dao, Lan Weiyu couldn't relax when he came to Zhansheng. As soon as he entered the company, the little girls looked at him with ambiguous and excited eyes with blushing faces. Lan Weiyu knew that Fang Qiyan was acting like a demon again. up.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked into the office, he saw a bouquet of gorgeous roses and a box of exaggerated chocolates on his desk. There was a pink heart-shaped card in the roses. Look, there is an English sentence on the card: "丨Love You." Lan Weiyu blushed, Fang Qiyan, this pompous guy! !

Manager Feng came over and said with deep meaning: "Boss Fang ordered these to be delivered early in the morning...Feng only knows that Boss Fang has a good relationship with Mr. Lan.

Come to think of it, Mr. Fang has a deep affection for Mr. Lan..."

"What kind of affection, Manager Feng, it's not what you think."

"No, you don't need to explain to me, I understand?!" Manager Feng smirked, patted Lan Weiyu on the shoulder, and left.

Lan Weiyu wanted to cry, but at this moment, the phone rang. Lan Weiyu glanced at the caller ID, pressed the answer button, and said through gritted teeth, "Fang Qiyan?" On the other end of the phone, Fang Qiyan's voice was smiling : "Baby, do you like the roses I gave you?"

"Crazy?!" Lan Weiyu said loudly, and his colleagues cast puzzled looks. Lan Weiyu lowered his voice and said, "Fang Qiyan, what do you want to do? Yesterday I gave lilies today and roses today. When is Honglue going?" It's changed to a flower shop."

Fang Qiyan smiled, and his voice was so gentle that Lan Weiyu had goosebumps: "Baby, you are so funny. I think you don't like lilies very much, so you gave roses instead. Remember our first night? I gave a bunch of them afterwards. Roses for you, you like it..."

"Ahh!! Shut up, shut up!!" Lan Weiyu blushed with embarrassment.

"Baby..." Before Fang Qiyan finished speaking, Lan Weiyu hung up the phone. He sat down, looked at the roses, and muttered: "Crazy, what roses are you giving me?"

Roses are so tacky. "

Seeing that he didn't like it, the sweeping aunt came over and said, "Mr. Lan, do you want to throw away the flowers?"

"No need!" Lan Weiyu said hurriedly, his face slowly turned red, "Keep it."