"When I arrived at the company, I only saw a few deliverymen moving flowers. They didn't say who sent them."
At this point, Su Ling raised an eyebrow meaningfully, "However, I think you, President Ji, are aware of this, aren't you?"
As Ji Fuling looked at the vibrant red roses before her, the image of Ye Nanqing's handsome and profound face suddenly flashed through her mind.
Could it be him?
How could a dignified CEO of the Ye Corporation resort to such outdated methods, like those good-for-nothing spoiled brats?
Also, why did he send her flowers for no reason?
Could it be that it was meant for his girlfriend but was mistakenly delivered to her?
For a moment, Ji Fuling's thoughts were somewhat chaotic.
Seeing her remain silent, Su Ling finally couldn't suppress her gossipy heart and leaned over with a grin, saying, "President Ji, everyone's guessing that these were sent by President Ye. What do you think?"
Ji Fuling snapped out of her reverie and gave a half-smile, “If you’re so curious, why don’t you go ask her yourself?”
"No, no, no, I wouldn't dare..."
Su Ling immediately shook her head like a rattle drum.
Gossiping behind someone's back is one thing, but asking her to gossip about Ye Nanqing to his face? Even if you gave her ten times the courage, she wouldn't dare!
Ji Fuling didn't continue discussing who sent them, and directly ordered, "Find a few people to come and move these flowers to the storage room next door."
"Oh? Such beautiful flowers, it's such a waste to put them in the storage room!"
Su Ling wore an expression that seemed to say, "What a waste!"
Ji Fuling glanced at her and asked unhurriedly, "So you mean I should use my office specifically to display flowers, and then I should use the storage room to work?"
Su Ling: "..."
She glanced at the room filled with roses, then silently turned to call for someone.
It's true, if the flowers aren't moved, you can't even walk inside...
evening.
Ye Group.
Ye Nanqing returned to his office after finishing a meeting.
Chen Heng came in to report on work matters, "...The planning department has started to draft the event plan again, and the new plan will be ready tomorrow. The reports submitted by other departments are all on your desk, including this quarter's revenue report."
"Um."
Ye Nanqing responded indifferently and casually picked up a report to look through.
"Mr. Ye, if there's nothing else, I'll head out now."
After saying this, Chen Heng prepared to turn around and leave.
Just as he turned his foot, he was suddenly stopped by a deep, authoritative voice, "Wait."
Chen Heng suddenly stopped and turned around to ask, "Is there anything else you need, Master Ye?"
Ye Nanqing flipped through the documents, his thin lips slightly parted, "What was her reaction after receiving the flowers?"
"Well……"
Chen Heng hesitated for a moment.
The "she" in question is naturally Miss Ji, but Miss Ji's reaction will likely disappoint Mr. Ye...
Seeing Chen Heng's hesitant manner, Ye Nanqing probably guessed that the result was not what he had imagined.
He frowned slightly and uttered a cold, hard word, "Speak."
Chen Heng had no choice but to carefully choose his words before speaking, "Miss Ji didn't react much; she simply had the flowers moved to the storage room..."
Upon hearing this, Ye Nanqing abruptly stopped flipping through the documents, his gaze falling coldly on Chen Heng.
Chen Heng felt a chill run down his spine under her gaze and quickly said, "Mr. Ye, I haven't organized the meeting minutes yet. I'll go and get back to work."
As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly turned and ran out, fearing the wrath of the nightclub manager.
Even though his idea was correct, he couldn't guarantee it would be effective!
Watching the office door close, Ye Nanqing leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose, his brow furrowed with barely concealed melancholy.
That night, the darkness was deep.
Because of an unexpected social engagement, Ji Fuling didn't return to the small villa until almost 10 o'clock.
When she arrived at her room and saw a room full of Peppa Pig dolls, she was stunned again.
On the bed, little Ji Tiantian was fast asleep, hugging a giant pig daddy, murmuring in her sleep, "Handsome uncle... Tiantian likes you so much..."
Ji Fuling: "..."
Although she already had a guess in her mind, she still wanted to confirm it.
She turned and went downstairs, finding someone who definitely knew the answer and asking, "Aunt Ding, where did those little pig plushies in my room come from?"
Aunt Ding said with a smile, "Those were personally delivered by Mr. Ye's assistant, Mr. Chen. Tian Tian said they were gifts from Mr. Ye."
"Besides the dolls, they also gave us a lot of different kinds of candy. I was worried that Sweetie would get cavities from eating too much candy, so I put all the candy away. There were two whole boxes of candy!"
Upon hearing Aunt Ding's words, Ji Fuling couldn't help but frown.
It really was Ye Nanqing.
What exactly does this man want to do?
Sweetie was naturally playful, and her mother had always been intentionally controlling her, not giving her whatever she wanted, for fear that the little girl would become spoiled.
And then he did this to her, doesn't he know that this will spoil the child?
This can't go on; she has to have a serious talk with Ye Nanqing!
With this thought in mind, Ji Fuling immediately took out her phone to contact Ye Nanqing.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later..."
The monotonous voice coming from the phone made Ji Fuling frown even more.
For some inexplicable reason, she suddenly thought of those photos again.
Is Ye Nanqing currently spending time with his girlfriend?
No matter what, even if we're feeling nauseous, I'll wait for her to finish talking things over first!
Seeing Ji Fuling put away her phone and turn to leave, Aunt Ding asked suspiciously, "Third Miss, where are you going so late?"
"I suddenly remembered that I have something to take care of. Aunt Ding, you go to sleep first, don't wait for me."
Ji Fuling didn't stop walking; she had already walked out the door while she was talking.
Thirty minutes later, the silver Porsche stopped in front of Villa No. 1101 in the Imperial Villa.
Ji Fuling got out of the car, went forward, and rang the doorbell directly.
"Ding-dong ding-dong—"
Ye Nanqing was handling official business in his study when the doorbell rang suddenly, interrupting his thoughts.
His handsome face suddenly darkened, clearly displeased at being disturbed while working.
The man, who had originally intended to ignore it, finally got up and went downstairs when the doorbell kept ringing. However, wherever he went, he seemed to leave behind a chilling aura.
When they got downstairs, Ye Nanqing opened the door expressionlessly. He was about to utter the word "Get out" when he saw who it was, but he stopped abruptly.
The displeasure in his eyes was instantly replaced by a barely perceptible hint of surprise.
Ji Fuling subconsciously peered into the room through the open door.
Seeing that it was quiet inside and there seemed to be no one else there, my pent-up feelings from the journey inexplicably eased.
Ye Nanqing leaned against the doorframe, watching her actions, a playful smile curving his thin lips. "What are you looking for?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Fuling suddenly realized what she was doing and quickly looked away, looking somewhat embarrassed.
She clearly came to discuss serious business, so why does it seem like she's catching someone cheating?!
Something's not right!
Something's really wrong with her!
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