Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

"The one who just walked over is President Mu's secretary? Do you think he is a little weird?"

"It turns out that I am not alone! You think he is weird, right?"

"Well! I always think that his face looks good, and he wears brand-name goods, but he just feels a bit like..."

"Big money? Nouveau riche?"

"Yes! That's how it feels. (((Mobile reading visit m.novelmtl.com))) But why is this? Why? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh really makes people wonder."

"Um...you two have said so much, didn't you find that secretary...has short legs?"

The two girls stunned, and after looking at each other, they suddenly realized: "Short legs! Yes, yes, that's it! I said that the secretary always makes people think that something is wrong. It turned out to be a short leg. The secretary is a small one. Short legs!"

"Puff ha ha ha, I just said something is weird, it turns out that the legs are too short! It was not a popular saying before, girls cover up a hundred ugliness, and boys cover up a thousand ugliness. President Mu, the secretary is really pitiful. , It's rare to have such a handsome face, but with a pair of short legs, how do you look at it...hahahaha..."

"Ah, so, this is a tragedy caused by short legs?!"

"Puff, hahaha..."

Several sisters laughed loudly, and did not realize that a person not far away had been beaten and disabled.

Big money, nouveau riche, short legs... Xia Zetao only felt that he had hit several arrows in his back, and he had been pierced into a hedgehog.

Long legs are amazing? Short legs are also human, and short legs also have human rights! D!

In the office of the general manager of the Zhao Group, the excessively brilliant sunlight directly follows the floor-to-ceiling windows into the spacious house, making the entire office look extremely bright. Several pots of verdant potted plants are carefully placed in the corners of the office. A touch of warmth and vitality has been added to the office.

Generally speaking, no matter how tired you are sitting in such an office, you will feel better than outside. But now, the owner of this office obviously doesn't think so.

Zhao Yulin looked at the big bunch of flowers that appeared in front of her on time, and the corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously.

Mu Tingfeng has been paying attention to Zhao Youlin, his eyes flashed when he saw her appearance, and he asked in a low voice, "Don't like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it, it's just..."

"just?"

Zhao Yulin helplessly took the Foxtail Lily in Mu Tingfeng's hands into her arms: "It's just the same thing, every day I can expect what you will give me the next day. If that's the case...no Isn't there any novelty?"

Mu Tingfeng was startled, and then seemed to think of something, staring at Zhao Youlin's eyes, with a serious expression: "Do you think... bored?"

Zhao Yulin's face was slightly stiff, looking at Mu Tingfeng's more or less serious expression with a wounded expression, and thinking that this person might be the first time to chase after this person at such a big age, she suddenly felt a little unbearable, and Mu Tingfeng There was a little ambiguity in what Ting Feng said.

Zhao Yulin coughed lightly and retorted: "When...Of course not, I like to do everything from the same thing to the end. Like it, I like it, but I won't be bored. It's just..."

Zhao Yulin paused, then turned to look at the desk behind her.

The desk of Nuo Da is much larger than ordinary desks, but it still looks very crowded.

There was no other reason. On the originally spacious desk, no, there were pots of foxtail lilies that were similar to the bouquet in Zhao Youlin's hand, along with the edge of the desk.

Mu Tingfeng, if he only brought such a bunch of flowers over at noon, it would be fine.

When Zhao Yulin arrives at the company every morning, the florist must step on a spot to deliver a pot of fresh lilies. When he gets off work in the evening, the florist will show up again and send another pot.

In addition, at noon, Mu Tingfeng personally brought this bunch. This guy has simply regarded sending flowers as a meal, and sent three meals a day to him.

The bunch of flowers in his hand is not bad. Xiao Li will help him sort out the previous day's flowers every morning when he comes over, and then insert the new flowers of today.

But the two pots of flowers in the morning and evening are troublesome, they are still alive, and they can be opened for four or five days, so that one pot and one pot can be accumulated.

Zhao Yulin has no doubt that if Mu Tingfeng sends it down like this, within a few days, her office will be completely overwhelmed by pots of lilies.

I can't blame the flower-sending brother, every time I send flowers, I can't laugh from ear to ear. There is such a big customer as Mu Tingfeng, if she would offer him like an ancestor.

Mu Tingfeng followed Zhao Yulin's line of sight and saw the desk surrounded by flowers at a glance.

Mu Tingfeng was startled, when he thought of Zhao Youlin being surrounded by such a bunch of flowers that she had given to her every day in the office, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

However, he also knew that if he sent it this way, not only would it not have a good effect, but it would cause trouble to Zhao Yulin.

Then he suppressed the joy in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Then I will change the same tomorrow."

Zhao Yulin: "..." Still changing? Brother, can't you stop giving it away? !

Zhao Youlin opened her mouth, wanting to reject Mu Tingfeng, but when the words came to her lips, she met Mu Tingfeng's eyes with a little expectation in the inquiry, and directly converted into a completely different statement.

"Okay... OK, as long as you are happy."

It’s been a few days since marriage anyway, this guy has so much money, even if it’s really expensive, he can’t spend a few times, but...

"Speaking of which, you thought of the idea of ​​sending flowers yourself?" Zhao Yulin hugged a large bunch of lilies, looked at the carefully cut traces on the flowers, and asked curiously.

Mu Tingfeng didn't expect that Zhao Youlin would suddenly ask about this. After a moment of silence, looking at Zhao Youlin's eyes, she finally shook her head truthfully.

A trace of Zhao Yulin's eyes flashed, and she muttered secretly in her heart, as expected, Mu Tingfeng was so sullen, um, well, to be precise, it was pure love. If Mu Tingfeng is such an innocent fellow, how could he know these messy tricks if no one was around to fan the flames for him?

"Sending flowers is what Secretary Xia meant, but I personally chose all the flowers." Mu Tingfeng said as if he had remembered something, and then added, "And the previous ones were all personally picked by me."

"You picked it yourself?" Zhao Yulin was slightly surprised, and suddenly raised her head to look at Mu Tingfeng, but was completely stunned after seeing Mu Tingfeng's face clearly.