Ye Beibei has always been angry when getting up. Now being questioned by Liming Lang in such an aggressive manner, Ye Beibei couldn't help but become even more irritated. She looked at him coldly for a while, and finally laughed angrily: "I'll say it again, you can't control it!"
Liming Lang squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Beibei with a sinister expression, but only for a moment, he smiled indifferently, "Yes, I can't care about you, how can I care about you, Miss Ye, but tonight
, can you please honor me and have a meal with me?" He seems to be the best at sizing up situations.
"The company has something to do tonight, I may not have time..."
Before Ye Beibei finished her words of rejection, Liming Lang interrupted her and asked with a smile: "Ye Beibei, you really forgot, today is my birthday, otherwise I could run away early in the morning.
Are you coming to your house?"
"Ah!?" Ye Beibei couldn't help but put down the milk cup she had just picked up. To be honest, she didn't forget Liming Lang's birthday, but she didn't remember his birthday at all. But this matter was not appropriate at this time.
Frankly speaking, she has known Li Minglang for more than 20 years, and she still doesn't know when his birthday is. If she tells the truth, this menacing tyrannosaurus will definitely breathe fire.
"Ah what? I only celebrate this birthday once a year, and I want you to have a meal with me, and you still want me to kneel down and beg you!" Liming Lang said, half begging, half threatening.
Ye Beibei, who felt a little guilty and short of breath, took a sip of milk and nodded to him, "Happy birthday, I'll celebrate it for you tonight."
City mornings in late winter and early spring seemed particularly deserted. The streets were covered with dead branches, and even the evergreen pines and cypresses seemed to have turned gray and gloomy. Liming Lang drove Ye Beibei to the hotel. As soon as Ye Beibei arrived at the office,
I received a large bouquet of fiery red birds of paradise flown by air. After the front desk lady at the reception desk made a announcement with her red pouty mouth, it didn’t take long for almost everyone in the hotel to know about it. Even the cleaning lady was surprised when she saw Ye Beibei.
Smile without meaning.
Such a generous gift of flowers, but no message. Ye Beibei sat in his seat, his eyes passing over the blooming flowers, holding a hot glazed porcelain cup in both hands, and slowly drinking coffee, guessing in his heart that the person who sent the flowers would
who is it?
Is Li Minglang? It's impossible for him. If a high-profile person like him sends flowers to him, he must either drive there in person, or at least make a phone call to harass her. Who else could there be? Jiang Yuezhou, even more impossible,
After knowing him for so many years, he has never done anything romantic!
Thinking of Jiang Yuezhou, Ye Beibei couldn't help but think of the mobile phone and wallet she left in his car yesterday. How was she going to get these two things back in this situation?
She was thinking wildly when she suddenly remembered the phone on the table. While holding the phone, she put down the coffee cup in her hand. The overflowing water dripped on the back of her hand, burning her and she let out a small exclamation. The phone was on the other side.
Following the nervous inquiry, "What's wrong with you?"
Listening to Jiang Yuezhou's voice, Ye Beibei's mind went blank and he answered honestly and casually: "My hand was burned."
"is it serious?"
"It's okay, just a small drop of water fell on it."
"You answered the call when you were distracted." Jiang Yuezhou's voice on the phone smiled slightly, as if he had clairvoyance, "Did you get distracted because you saw those flowers?"
"Did you send the flowers?" Ye Beibei stared at the dazzling blooming flowers, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Can't I give you flowers?" Although Jiang Yuezhou's voice was steady, a hint of shyness could still be heard in his words. This was the first time in his life that he had given flowers to a woman in such a way and with such a mood.
Ye Beibei tried to make her voice sound more natural, "Mr. Jiang, I have made it clear to you..."
"You've made it clear, there's no need to say those words about Chelulu!" Jiang Yuezhou interrupted her forcefully on the phone, "Whether you accept me or not is your business, and whether I pursue you or not is my business.
, to use a popular phrase nowadays, I love you and it has nothing to do with you.”
Ye Beibei was shocked by Jiang Yuezhou again. She didn't expect him to say such words. She was stunned for a moment and then smiled softly, "How did you learn this sentence?"
"Ye Beibei, I'm not joking with you, I'm serious. As long as you don't get married for a day, I have the right to pursue you. Let's have dinner together at noon. I will return your phone and bag to you."
Is there such a strong invitation?
"No, I don't have time at noon. Can you send someone to deliver my mobile phone and bag?" Ye Beibei's voice was obviously panicked.
"Ye Beibei, what are you afraid of? Eyes in the front are for people to look forward. What are you afraid of by looking forward and backward? You should understand me, I will not give up easily!"
Faced with such reluctance, Ye Beibei completely lost her temper. She almost begged and said: "I really want to use my mobile phone, can you send someone to bring it to me? But you must not come in person. I
I finally found a job, so please stop creating trouble for me!"
"Fool! If I wanted to embarrass you, I would have known you yesterday!" Jiang Yuezhou said almost through gritted teeth: "I will send someone to deliver your mobile phone and bag right away. Let's have dinner together tonight."
His words were not a request, but an order. After speaking, he put down the phone domineeringly.
Ye Beibei picked up the phone, her thoughts in confusion. She looked at the information in her hand absently, one by one. She was very careful at first, but later she could no longer concentrate. She just thought about Jiang Yuezhou over and over again.
His voice and words seemed like his brain was spinning out of his control.
Fortunately, there was nothing important in the morning. Near noon, someone finally sent her purse and cell phone back. She subconsciously looked at her purse and cell phone. Nothing had changed, except for the bright dawn on her cell phone.
Ye Beibei's phone number was maliciously deleted. Faced with Jiang Yuezhou's childish behavior, Ye Beibei really couldn't laugh or cry.
The closer it was to getting off work in the evening, the more difficult Ye Beibei felt. Her mind was filled with Jiang Yuezhou's words. If he invited her out for dinner in the evening, would she go or not?
While I was in confusion, the phone on the table suddenly rang loudly, and Liming Lang called unexpectedly, "You're going out to dinner with me tonight. Do you want to go home and change clothes?"
"Going out to eat with you?" Ye Beibei stared at the computer screen, still not recovering.
"You won't forget, right? You just promised me this morning, today is my birthday!" Liming Lang growled angrily on the other side of the phone.
Oh my God, she had forgotten such a big thing? Ye Beibei's mood at this moment was unclear whether she was disappointed or relieved!