Chapter 55 Your Flowers
Chapter Fifty-Five: Your Flowers
Wen Jin had just arrived at her workstation in the morning when she received a call from An Yu.
She had just woken up from a hangover, and her head was throbbing as if a bomb had exploded inside her brain.
His voice was also hoarse.
But I still couldn't control the high decibel level.
“Godmother! You are my godmother, baby! I was so scared when I opened my eyes and saw the bank statement. Drinking caused me to make mistakes. Luckily, you returned the money to the male model who was paid an exorbitant price for me.”
If Wen Jin were also in front of An Yu, she would wish she could kneel down and kowtow to Wen Jin as well.
Wen Jin was getting hot water and calmly said, "It's enough that you know I'm completely open with you. Forget about raising my seniority."
"I have no intention of getting a young woman for nothing."
As Wen Jin had predicted, An Yu couldn't remember much about what happened last night when she was drunk.
The only thing she remembered was how roughly An Kang removed her makeup when she got home, which made her want to curse An Kang three hundred times.
"I don't know how much personal grudge he had to settle for bringing me home last night. I even suspect he secretly hit me while I was drunk. I don't know why, but when I woke up, I not only had a headache, but my whole body also ached."
An Yu immediately concluded that An Kang was the culprit, and gritted her teeth, "I have bruises on my legs, just how much does he hate me, his older sister?"
Wen Jin also thought of the scene last night when Xu Xiangbai carried her and kicked and hit her.
Xu Xiangbai didn't come to settle scores with Wen Jinye, but she suspected that she had been framed.
An Yu was still rambling on on the phone.
"Fine, considering you saved me from the loss of the exorbitantly priced male model, I've decided to spare An Kang's life."
"But I always feel something's strange. I vaguely remember that a really handsome male model came into the private room last night... Could it be that I'm just imagining things because I'm too greedy?"
Wen Jin pursed her lips, torn between telling An Yu the truth.
I'm a little worried that she won't be able to accept it.
An Yu waved her hand dismissively, "Forget about all that, I need to get up and put on makeup."
“My agent said that our company has a new young boss who may come to inspect today.”
Wen Jin hesitated, "An Yu, when you see your new boss, remember to keep your tail between your legs and your head down."
The unspoken message is: don't be too arrogant.
An Yu understood immediately.
She understands the saying, "A new broom sweeps clean."
She didn't seem to care. "Don't worry, Jinjin, my darling. Don't forget my persona is that of a timid, innocent, and obedient girl~"
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I had just hung up the phone with An Yu when another unknown number called.
It's a call from a food delivery person.
"Hello ma'am, where should I put your flowers?"
It's not time for them to start work yet, the receptionist hasn't started work, and the delivery guys can't get in.
"flower?"
Wen Jin was also a little confused. "I didn't order any flowers. Could you please check if the order was sent to the wrong person?"
"That might have been ordered for you by someone else." There was a rustling sound on the other end of the phone, and the deliveryman sounded apologetic. "I'm so sorry, ma'am, I accidentally knocked the greeting card off."
"Therefore, I cannot help you determine who signed it."
"Where should I put the flowers?"
Wen Jin could also hear the urgency in his tone, after all, he didn't know how many more orders were waiting for him.
She paused for a second, then said, "Leave it by the door."
Wen Jin didn't rush to get it. She first made herself a coffee and then sorted out her work for the day in the break room.
When she came out, it was already time for work, and a group of people in the office surrounded Lin Zhiying, exclaiming in amazement.
"My goodness, these flowers are so beautiful! I've only ever seen such a big bouquet on TV."
"You look even more beautiful holding these flowers."
"You have so many suitors, you seem really rich."
Lin Zhiying received many flowers in her office, most of which came from Fatty Wang.
Everyone knew about their affair, but they could only pretend not to know.
Lin Zhiying's face was radiant, and the sense of pride beneath her shy expression was impossible to hide.
Seeing Wen Jin walk over, she became even more smug.
"Oh dear, these flowers are really heavy. I happened to run into the delivery guy downstairs, and he helped me carry them into my arms, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to lift them."
"My arms are getting sore."
"I wonder who is pursuing me with such sincerity."
Someone with a keen eye spotted the tip of a greeting card among the clusters of flowers.
Without thinking, I blurted out, "There seem to be greeting cards here. People usually write their names when they send flowers, right?"
After he finished speaking, everyone fell silent.
After all, if they opened the greeting card and saw Fatty Wang's signature, they would really be embarrassed.
The man realized his mistake and awkwardly tried to cover it up, "Hehehe, look at me, so nosy. This is definitely a secret. Reporter Lin can just read it secretly."
Lin Zhiying, however, did not take it to heart.
After all, they had been having an affair for so long that she and Fatty Wang had long since developed a tacit understanding.
The cheesy pickup lines above are so cheesy they're practically saccharine, and they're usually signed "Your love, baby."
Seeing Wen Jinye's indifferent attitude out of the corner of her eye, Lin Zhiying was determined to show off in front of Wen Jinye.
Let her taste the trembling sensation of jealousy!
Lin Zhiying feigned indifference, "It's okay, take it out and have a look. What's a secret about a suitor's sweet talk? I didn't intend to say yes anyway."
Seeing her serious demeanor, everyone cooperated.
Someone took out the card and, under Lin Zhiying's eager gaze, read it aloud with great reluctance, "To: Wen Jinye—?"
The tone of his voice changed at that moment, suddenly rising.
"I will always be with you."
After reading that simple sentence, everyone's expression was unique.
The mutual silence and the subtle expressions of looking down at each other are reminiscent of a large-scale palace intrigue.
Lin Zhiying's expression was even more fascinating.
It's...colorful.
I tried a few times, but I still failed to control my facial expressions.
She gritted her teeth, hugged the flowers, and walked to Wen Jinye's desk. "Reporter Wen, here are your flowers!"
Wen Jin remained calm and said, "I saw you holding it for a long time, so if you like it, you can take it."
She wasn't curious about where the flowers came from.
If someone close to her wanted to send her flowers, no one would create this "doing good deeds anonymously" scenario, like a mute second male lead.
If it wasn't a gift from someone close to her, Wen Jin wouldn't be interested at all.
She didn't even look up, engrossed in her interview outline, and didn't see Lin Zhiying's trembling nostrils with anger.
"Who cares!"
"If you don't want it, I'll throw it away. Keeping it in my hands is bad luck!"
She was the one who took Wen Jinye's things, but she got angry first.
Wen Jin was in a good mood today, so she gently reminded him, "It's 36 degrees today. You're so irritable, be careful of heatstroke."
Lin Zhiying completely broke down.
Clutching the flowers, she stormed out, her high heels clanging on the tiles.
Someone who didn't know better would think they were setting off firecrackers for Chinese New Year.
In a fit of anger, she threw the large bouquet of flowers into the trash can downstairs.
However, shortly after going upstairs, the deliveryman came up carrying large red roses, three or four times smaller than the bouquet, along with baby's breath.
"Which one is Ms. Lin, whose phone number ends in 7789? Here are your flowers."
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