She asked in surprise: "Evan, didn't you study law? Why are you working in finance?"
Lin Xiaohe took a sip of coffee and replied with a smile:
"Getting a lawyer's license is just a hobby of mine, but I also have to learn how to manage the family business."
Xu Mengyao curled her lips and muttered, "King of Rolls."
However, what surprised Xu Mengyao even more was that Fang Henian, who was not the boss and did not like to be in charge, often appeared in the office for some reason.
Normally, when they were operating or holding meetings, he would sit on the sofa and play games, and he would often pack some coffee or desserts for them when everyone was tired.
On Halloween, Fang Henian walked into the office with a bouquet of flowers and casually threw them to Xiaomei.
With a nonchalant smile on his face: "May, this is for you."
Xiaomei returned it with a look of disgust, frowning and saying, "I didn't offend you, did I? Today is their Ghost Festival, and you actually gave me flowers. Are you calling me a ghost?"
Fang Henian had a constipated expression on his face: "What Ghost Festival? It's obviously Halloween."
Xiaomei rolled her eyes and pointed at the skulls and pumpkin lanterns decorated all over the office. She said, "It's just Halloween, what's the difference?"
Fang Henian took a deep breath and did not argue. He put the flowers on the desk and handed a bag wrapped in brown paper to Xiaomei.
"Here on Halloween we give each other candy. I bought some chocolates, share them with everyone."
Xiaomei then took the bag and gave it to Xu Mengyao and Lin Xiaohe first before sharing it with everyone.
The three of them were left staring at each other in confusion in the office.
Lin Xiaohe looked at Fang Henian with an inquiring look, and Xu Mengyao also seemed to be hesitant to speak.
They had all noticed Fang Henian's attentiveness to Xiaomei during this period, but their personalities were so different: one was sensitive and cautious, the other was free-spirited, and their backgrounds were so different that they were not a good match.
So, Xu Mengyao spoke carefully: "Mr. Fang, Xiaomei is different from the girls here. I hope our friendship can last forever."
Fang Henian shrugged, with a hint of unruly in his tone.
"How do you know I'm not serious?"
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