When I was about to get off work, I actually received a bouquet of roses. After Leng Jianing signed the signature, she was stunned holding the roses.
Who gave it to her? It couldn't be Tang Ao. He did that to her that day. How could he buy flowers to coax her? Their relationship was destined to end in nothing.
Thinking that it was not from Tang Ao, Leng Jianing lost the mood to even look at the card. Suddenly she felt that it was boring to know who sent the flowers.
I didn’t even want to look at the card inserted among the flowers, but in the end I took it out and unfolded it, three words - I’m sorry.
sorry!
I subconsciously thought of Tang Ao!
Leng Jianing's heart was beating loudly. She didn't expect to be so excited. It was just three words and a bouquet of flowers. Would she have to forgive him?
But is she such a pretentious person? Since he has apologized first, why is she still pretending to be arrogant?
Haven't we tortured each other enough these days?
You damn boy, you actually know how romantic it is to send flowers? Leng Jianing smiled unconsciously.
She kissed the flowers, put them in the vase, admired them from side to side, and then picked up her mobile phone to make a call.
"What are you doing?" Tang Ao said in a desperate tone
Humph, I’m still holding on. Sometimes men are really like children who won’t grow up.
Adults don't care about the faults of villains and forgive children. Leng Jianing said in a gentle voice: "I've already said I'm sorry, why are you still so stubborn?"
"Sorry for what?"
Leng Jianing straightened her back and heard something in her head: "Didn't you send the roses?"
“Not that romantic”
Leng Jianing hung up the phone all of a sudden. Tang Ao was holding the phone in confusion. There was a bouquet of red roses on the passenger seat. He hadn't given it yet.
Damn, who is competing with him? I panicked unconsciously, stepped on the accelerator and ran wildly.
Leng Jianing was angry and ashamed. She took the roses out of the vase and threw them on the ground. She stepped on the flowers severely, no matter who sent them. She deserved to die if she had nothing to do and wrote the words "sorry" for causing such a big embarrassment to her.
If it hadn't been for this coincidental misunderstanding, she wouldn't have dealt with the dead man first.
After being trampled into mud, the phone rang. Leng Jianing thought it was Tang Ao for a moment, but it turned out to be Ren Ziqi.
She answered the phone angrily: "Why are you calling?"
Ren Ziqi said with a smile: "I can tell you are still angry by your tone."
"Why am I angry?" Leng Jianing was stunned. Why are so many inexplicable things happening today?
"Didn't I ask you to have dinner with me the day before yesterday? But I had a client to accompany me and I missed the appointment, so I just sent you a bouquet of roses to apologize. Didn't you receive it?"