The shrewd and capable editor-in-chief, Lu Da, had a blank look in his eyes, like a poor student who was suddenly called up to answer a question in class, with the expression "I don't know how to do it" written all over his body. But he still said stubbornly, "Don't take it seriously. As long as she is willing, every girlfriend can be her first love."
Zhang Moyan felt offended.
Eric glanced at Zhang Moyan sympathetically, then said to Editor-in-Chief Lu, feeling rude, "Okay, let's go!"
Zhang Moyan's speechlessness lasted for 1 second, and then she forgot about it, because the great joy of receiving flowers from her lover for the first time had swept over her body and mind. Even if she was fired now, it would not affect her mood.
Amidst envious gazes along the way, she happily carried the flowers back to her workstation. Although every texture of the packaging of this bouquet of flowers was so beautiful and elegant, for the sake of the lifespan of these delicate flowers, she still urgently needed to keep them.
After searching the office, she couldn't find any container that could hold so many flowers. When she ran into Li Tengfei in the corridor, Zhang Moyan thought he would call her to his office for a talk, but Li Tengfei took her to the cleaning lady and asked her to cut off the spout of a 5L mineral water bottle for emergency use.
He didn't mention what happened in the meeting room at all, nor did he have any intention of lecturing her, so Zhang Moyan thought that although Li Tengfei didn't say it, he was actually very grateful for her performance today.
By the time all the perfectly shaped white roses were placed in the water, an hour had passed.
The bouquet, now untied, grew even larger, becoming even more magnificent. Zhang Moyan, with a vague feeling in her mind, secretly counted the flowers. Was there really 99? Although she had never received one, she knew that 99 roses represented everlasting love. She wondered if Xiao Xingyu meant that.
She counted to the end with trepidation and found that there were 101 of them, which touched upon her blind spot in knowledge.
Zhang Moyan couldn't wait to search on the computer what the 101 roses represented. When the word "favorite" jumped into her eyes, her heart stopped for a moment, and then something erupted from her chest like a volcano, flowing to her limbs, making her whole body hot.
I couldn't help but search for the meaning of white roses: respect, honesty, pure love, first love, nobility, innocence, unnoticed beauty, willing to give everything for you, I am worthy of you...
She loved every word.
I hurriedly searched the flower language of the North Star: determination, loyalty, protection, and everlasting love.
Zhang Moyan pressed her phone to her chest and sighed to the sky, almost in a trance of happiness. After greedily enjoying the moment for a few seconds, she lowered her head to open WeChat, clicked on Xiao Xingyu's profile picture, and typed a few words: "Thank you for the flowers, I love them."
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I am guilty.
I didn't expect that the hero would appear in 3D form in this chapter.
I won't brag anymore~
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