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Qu Shiyao knocked on the door twice, and only after hearing a deep "Come in" from inside did she push the door open and enter.

As soon as she entered, she saw Si Cheng greet her with red-rimmed eyes, his expression as complex as if he had experienced a life-or-death separation.

"Shiyao, you're finally willing to see me."

Si Cheng's voice was hoarse, carrying an indescribable emotion, as he opened his arms, wanting to hug her.

Qu Shiyao reacted extremely quickly, nimbly sidestepping to the side and perfectly avoiding the sudden hug, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

[What do you mean he finally agreed to see us? He was the one who invited us here, okay?] The system grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"President Si, get to the point." Qu Shiyao walked straight to the sofa and sat down, resting her chin on one hand, her posture distant.

“If you called me here just to reminisce, then I’m afraid there’s nothing to talk about; we don’t have any old memories worth remembering.”

"Shiyao," Sicheng seemed unconcerned about her avoidance and tried to sit down next to her, but after being given a cold look by Qu Shiyao, he had no choice but to sit down on the sofa opposite her in a huff.

"I heard... you had breakfast with Su Wanwan this morning? That woman is malicious, you'd better stay away from her and don't touch her things."

Qu Shiyao scoffed as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, and glared at him coldly:

"Sicheng, don't you understand yet? The root of all those messy things back then was you, not Su Wanwan."

Her face darkened, and her tone became sharp and sarcastic:

"Without your inexplicable favor and tacit approval, how could I have been transferred to the 66th floor and targeted? How could I have been bullied? And how could Su Wanwan have misunderstood me as an interloper and bullied me?"

"You knew all this, yet you stood by and watched coldly. Wasn't that just to tell everyone that I, Qu Shiyao, am someone anyone can trample on?"

Si Cheng's heart ached slightly, and he tried to appeal to people's emotions:

"I misunderstood you before. I thought you were sent by the rival. But weren't we happy together later? And whatever you wanted, I gave it to you..."

"That's the compensation I deserve!" Qu Shiyao suddenly stood up, interrupting him sharply, her voice filled with suppressed anger.

"You pressured me like that in the beginning, forcing yourself on me without investigating the matter properly... I'm already in the wrong for not suing you! The little you gave me later is not enough to make up for the harm you caused me!"

"Shiyao, calm down!" Sicheng also stood up, his tone pleading.

"We've both been reborn, this is an opportunity given to us by heaven! Can't I have a chance to make it up to you? Let's forget the past and start over, okay?"

"Start over?" Qu Shiyao seemed to have heard something utterly absurd. She glared at Si Cheng, her voice rising with anger.

"How dare you talk about starting over? The fact that you're standing in front of me right now is the biggest hurt and irony I can feel!"

Si Cheng was so shocked by her harsh words and undisguised hatred that he turned pale and fell silent.

Qu Shiyao didn't bother to look at him again, turned around and left.

"Wait!" Seeing that she was really about to leave, Si Cheng rushed forward in a hurry and grabbed Qu Shiyao's left arm, which was in a cast!

"Smack—!"

A crisp, loud slap suddenly rang out!

The moment Qu Shiyao was grabbed, she turned around sharply and swung her right hand forcefully, slapping Si Cheng squarely across the left cheek!

Si Cheng was completely stunned, covering his rapidly swelling cheek and looking at her in disbelief.

"Knowing that my left hand is injured, you still insisted on pulling it."

Qu Shiyao's lips curled into a cold smile: "Sicheng, you really haven't changed at all. You're still so selfish and self-righteous."

After saying that, she didn't linger for another second, resolutely turning around and opening the door.

Su Wanwan, who was raising her hand to knock on the door, paused slightly.

Qu Shiyao gave her a barely perceptible nod, then stepped aside and walked straight away.

Su Wanwan turned her gaze to the office and saw Si Cheng staring blankly in the direction of the door, with a bright red handprint clearly visible on his left cheek.

A sweet smile instantly spread across her face, as if she hadn't seen anything, and she walked in with light steps, her voice sweet and charming:

"Brother Cheng, where are you planning to take me for lunch? I'm really looking forward to it..."

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Around 5 p.m., the only sound in the assistant's office was the clatter of keyboards.

Qu Shiyao was leisurely directing the system to process some tedious electronic documents.

"Knock knock—"

There was a knock on the office door, and a colleague from another department poked his head in: "Is Qu Shiyao here? There are flowers for you at the front desk downstairs. Could you please go down and sign for them?"

"Flowers?" Jin Yuxi was the first to look up, paused for a moment, then flipped through the calendar and suddenly realized.

"Yes! Today is Qixi Festival!"

Her first thought was that it was a peach blossom, but her second thought was that it might have been sent by Yi Yu.

Just as the colleague who delivered the message was about to leave, Qu Shiyao stopped her: "Excuse me, could you please tell me if the person who delivered the flowers left a name or a card?"

"The receptionist said it wasn't signed and was sent anonymously," the colleague confirmed after a moment's thought.

Out of consideration for her fellow residents on the 66th floor, she specifically asked another question.

"I see..." Qu Shiyao smiled gently, her smile so bright it seemed to dispel all gloom, even making the unsightly cast on her arm appear somewhat duller.

"Then could you please tell the front desk for me to dispose of the flowers? Just say I have a boyfriend now, and I won't accept flowers from anyone except the person who signed their message 'Yi Yu.' Thank you so much!"

"Okay, okay!" The colleague who relayed the message blushed slightly, taken aback by the smile, and thought to himself:

She's good-looking and has a great personality; no wonder someone anonymously sent her flowers.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone witnessed her amazing side during a team-building event, she would have thought that this girl definitely had many more suitors.

"Wow, Shiyao! You even have anonymous suitors on Qixi Festival!" Jin Yuxi said with a hint of envy, followed by a touch of regret.

"Aren't you really going to take a look? What if there's some valuable gift hidden inside?"

"Wouldn't accepting it give others something to say and cause trouble for yourself?" Zhang Li explained for Qu Shiyao with a smile, her tone knowing.

"This is what you give me for Qixi Festival?" Su Wanwan looked up from a hardcover book, glanced towards the door, and her tone was filled with undisguised disdain:

"That's far too shabby."

Everyone: "..." Well, the aloof young lady can't understand the romance of commoners.

Su Wanwan looked at Qu Shiyao and asked with some curiosity, "Shiyao, do you like flowers?"

"Me?" Qu Shiyao stroked her chin, pretending to ponder for a moment, then answered sincerely:

"I prefer something more substantial than flowers."

Everyone: "..." If you just said you like RMB, we would understand better.

Su Wanwan nodded thoughtfully.

"Speaking of which, it's Qixi Festival today, didn't your Yi Yu do anything special?"

Jin Yuxi still found it unbelievable that his girlfriend was so popular at the company, yet Yi Yu didn't seem to feel any sense of crisis at all.

"You don't need to come to the company to express your gratitude, do you?" Qu Shiyao said helplessly, raising her left hand, which was in a cast.

"Am I, a disabled person, supposed to run up and down the stairs just for a bouquet of flowers?"

"Speaking of which, you've had this cast on for two weeks now, haven't you? Why isn't it healed yet?" Lin Weiwei turned around and looked at her arm with a suspicious expression.

"Senior Lin, you've finally figured it out..." Qu Shiyao lowered her voice, her expression becoming unusually mysterious and serious.

"Actually, I am a deity wandering among humans. This minor injury healed on the same day. The reason I've been wearing a cast is simply to conceal my true identity."

Her serious demeanor almost intimidated Lin Weiwei.

Lin Weiwei hesitated for a moment, then cautiously asked, "...Really?"

"Pfft—!" Jin Yuxi next to her couldn't help but burst out laughing, quickly covering her mouth as her shoulders shook violently.

Zhang Li looked at Lin Weiwei with pity, shaking her head and sighing from time to time.

Although Wang Qian didn't turn around, her stiff back view clearly indicated that she was trying hard to suppress a laugh.

Qu Shiyao and Su Wanwan remained calm.

One is a professional actor who can't possibly laugh on set, while the other foresaw the ending the moment Qu Shiyao opened her mouth, only to be once again amazed by Lin Weiwei's fluctuating intelligence.

Lin Weiwei's face flushed red instantly, then turned ashen, finally realizing she had been tricked again.

"Qu, Shi, Yao! Is it fun to play tricks on me?!" She glared at Qu Shi Yao and asked through gritted teeth.

"Oh dear, it's because you genuinely care about me, Senior Lin, that I have to play along with your guess."

Qu Shiyao blinked her innocent big eyes, and even exaggeratedly covered her chest, as if she had been greatly misunderstood:

"Did I say something that caused you to misunderstand, senior?"

Lin Weiwei was disgusted by her affected manner and got goosebumps all over. Just as she was about to retort, another knock on the door interrupted her.

This time, it was Assistant Wen who came in.

She was holding a large bouquet of extremely dazzling and beautifully packaged pink roses, which she estimated to be at least several hundred.

He walked straight up to Su Wanwan and said respectfully:

"Miss Su, these are 'Pink Lady' flowers that Mr. Si specially air-freighted back for you. They were picked from your favorite French estate during your studies abroad. There are 999 flowers in total. I hope you like them."

The lingering smile on Su Wanwan's face vanished instantly, replaced by her usual haughty demeanor. She glanced at the enormous bouquet of flowers:

"I don't like pink roses, but since Sicheng went to so much trouble to prepare them, let's just leave them there."

She casually pointed to the empty table next to her.

Assistant Wen placed the flowers down as instructed, bowed again, and left the office.

Su Wanwan pulled the exquisite card out of the bouquet, glanced at its contents, and then casually tossed it into the trash can at her feet without any expression.

She picked out the most fully bloomed and beautiful pink rose and handed it to Qu Shiyao: "Shiyao, what do you think of this flower?"

Qu Shiyao took the flower, brought it close, and gently sniffed it. A delicate fragrance, like morning dew, filled her senses. "The flower itself is beautiful, and the fragrance is lovely. But..."

She changed the subject, took out her phone, and showed Yi Yu her chat history, saying, "It's not as good as what my boyfriend is going to give me."

In the chat history, Yi Yu had taken photos of several flower shops and was earnestly asking her which one she liked.

"No way?!" Jin Yuxi leaned over to take a look and was dumbfounded.

"Your Yi Yu just asked you this so directly? Didn't you get any surprises at all?"

"A surprise?" Qu Shiyao asked matter-of-factly.

"Compared to this kind of formalism, I prefer more practical things like eating, drinking, and having fun. He understands that too, so our surprises aren't in that area." His tone was full of approval and satisfaction with Yi Yu's approach.

"So what kind of surprise do you think he'll prepare for you?" Su Wanwan casually broke off the petals of the pink rose one by one and threw them into the trash can, asking curiously.

"Hmm..." Qu Shiyao pretended to think deeply for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up, and she unconsciously swallowed.

"His cooking skills are superb, and I personally love his cooking. I'm guessing it'll be a super feast, but I don't know the specifics!"