"Oh, our president is really good at chasing women, unlike Sikong Yun, who hasn't even given me a bouquet of flowers so far. It's really irritating to say the least."
Tong Caiwei chuckled softly and took out the card. She couldn't help but evoke a sweet smile recently, "It doesn't matter whether I send flowers or not. What matters is my feelings for you. I saw you on stage last night.
While you are talking at the top, he is just looking at you stupidly without blinking. Don’t you like you enough?"
Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned, her face turned red, and she said happily, "Is what you said true?"
"Why did I lie to you?"
She then covered her mouth and snickered, "Forget it, since he treated me to a big dinner tonight, I will forgive his incomprehensible style."
"Come on, let me see what sweet words the president has written?"
With a bit of shyness on her face, Tong Caiwei gently unfolded the card, her face suddenly turned pale, her hand shook, and the card fell to the ground.
Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
The content on the card is normal, and the president's handwriting is also very beautiful.
It turns out that he privately nicknamed Caiwei "Little Cai'er".
Xiao Caier, I miss you very much.
Xiao Cai'er, this name is really affectionate. I didn't expect that the CEO who seemed noble, cold and unapproachable turned out to be a very qualified lover.
The originally beautiful lilies suddenly became dazzling.
Tong Caiwei picked up the flowers on the table and threw them into the trash can under everyone's astonished gaze.
"Caiwei, what are you doing?"
Ling Xiaoxiao also looked at her in astonishment, frowned, and said hesitantly, "Did you quarrel with the CEO?"
But Tong Caiwei just smiled weakly, "He didn't send these flowers."
"ah?"
Ling Xiaoxiao was even more surprised and confused.
It's not a flower sent by the CEO, but the words are very intimate. Shouldn't a name like Xiao Cai'er be given by someone who is very close to her?
She opened her mouth and wanted to ask something, but when she saw that she was already in a state of despair, she even lost half of her spirit. Her overall condition looked very bad.
She said worriedly, "Caiwei, are you okay?"
"It's okay. Hurry up and finish the rest of your work. I'm about to get off work."
After Tong Caiwei finished speaking, she went to work, staring at the computer screen as if she was concentrating on her work.
Ling Xiaoxiao picked up the drawings on the table, took a look at them, and sighed softly.
She didn't know when she started to feel that her good friend was becoming more and more mysterious, and it was becoming more and more difficult for her to understand and guess.
After finally getting off work, she and Ling Xiaoxiao walked out of the company together. Uncle Cao's car was already waiting outside.
When Uncle Cao came to pick her up two days ago, there would be a large group of people watching and pointing.
Maybe it was too fresh, and although there were still people watching, there were far fewer people.
After she and Ling Xiaoxiao separated, they got in the car.
"Miss Tong, you saw Su Mochen last night. What did he say to you?"
When she heard the words Su Mochen, she felt a headache. She bit her lip and said, "I didn't say anything. Uncle Cao, when will he come back?"
"Mr. Ye didn't tell me the specific time. He has been very busy recently. Many things happened in the Ye family, and he had to do it himself."
Tong Caiwei nodded silently. If it was not a very important matter, Ye Fan would not go back in person.