Tang Xiaobao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but felt embarrassed. Suddenly he saw a note with a bouquet of flowers. He took it off and took a look.
A line of dancing dragons and phoenixes: Mengyao, I'm back. Good evening, I'll be waiting for you in box 288 of the Mommy Restaurant.
The signature below is a sword.
Tang Xiaobao curled his lips, but began to murmur in his heart.
It seems that this love rival is an old acquaintance of Shen Mengyao. Could it be that he was a former lover?
There are many such plots in novels.
Yes, he regarded the other party as his love rival, and at the same time he was a little curious.
This signature is a bit interesting.
Shen Mengyao asked him to throw it away. Tang Xiaobao couldn't be too stingy. After all, the two had never confirmed their relationship. Although the relationship was ambiguous, they couldn't be too stingy until the paper was broken. .
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said: "If you want to throw it away, you can throw it away yourself, but there is a message here, you might as well read it and ask me to dinner."
As he spoke, Tang Xiaobao put the roses on Shen Mengyao's desk and handed over the note.
Shen Mengyao glanced at it casually, but suddenly seemed to be attracted by the note, and the pen in her hand fell on the table with a thud.
She took the note, her face became extremely complicated and shocked. Looking at the familiar handwriting on the note, she stood up quickly, her hands were trembling, and her body was trembling.
Tang Xiaobao's expression immediately changed.
Shen Mengyao's reaction was very intense.
This is not a good thing.
But what could he say?
He couldn't say anything.
But she seemed a little unwilling to let him go.
Tears welled up in Shen Mengyao's eyes. After a while, she suddenly sat down, holding the note tightly in her hand. Her thoughts seemed to have flown far away, as if she was lost in deep thought and memories.
"Are you okay?" Tang Xiaobao asked carefully.
Shen Mengyao said nothing.
"Boy friend?"
"Old lover?"
Shen Mengyao still didn't respond.
Tang Xiaobao was embarrassed.
After a while, Shen Mengyao's closed eyes suddenly opened. She put the note into the bouquet, threw the flowers aside, picked them up again, and handed them to Tang Xiaobao's hands.
She sat down, closed her eyes, and trembled her eyelashes, as if she was tired, and said quietly: "Throw it out for me, thank you."
Tang Xiaobao felt a little tangled, and whispered: "Do you really want to throw it away? It's such a pity, they are sincere."
Shen Mengyao suddenly took a breath and opened her eyes. She seemed to have recovered a lot, and even smiled lightly: "That's right, then leave it here. Okay, I have to work, you can go back."
After saying that, she picked up the pen and continued working as if nothing had happened.
Tang Xiaobao, the second monk, was confused.
Shen Mengyao's reaction was very strange, and the contrast between before and after was too great.
This flower is sometimes thrown away, sometimes taken away, sometimes thrown away, and sometimes taken away again.
What exactly does this mean? Please, can you make it clear?
Shen Mengyao was not prepared to say anything.
Tang Xiaobao didn't want to ask. Although he was a little depressed and worried, after thinking about it, he felt a little relieved.
In any case, this is Shen Mengyao's private matter, so it is up to her to decide. It seems that outsiders have no reason or qualification to judge.
No matter how much he likes Shen Mengyao in his heart, Tang Xiaobao doesn't want to deprive her of her freedom of love. If she really still loves the guest who sent the flowers, then bless her.
Tang Xiaobao has never forgotten that he already has several confidantes by his side. It is better to let them go as soon as possible before they have a deep relationship.
To let Shen Mengyao go is to let yourself go.
"Okay, then I'll go back." Tang Xiaobao nodded and smiled at Shen Mengyao.
As soon as he left, Shen Mengyao stopped.
She had no intention of working before.
Ever since the flowers were delivered, ever since she saw the familiar handwriting, her heart was no longer as calm as before.
Putting down the pen, Shen Mengyao began to be in a daze.
Many memories flashed before her eyes like a revolving door.
Beautiful, painful, tangled...
Tang Xiaobao also really saw it.
What you have in your life must eventually come to you. If you don’t have it in your life, don’t force it.
Fortunately, he hasn't had a substantial relationship with Shen Mengyao yet, so it's not a bad thing to be able to put the brakes on.
As for the ambiguous drug treatment incident that happened between the two of them, it was just an accident, wasn't it?
It was a short journey from Shen Mengyao's place to the door of his office, but Tang Xiaobao thought clearly about this very critical issue.
Maybe he still felt a little disappointed in his heart, but he still whistled.
I feel happy.
I can finally experience the addiction of being a boss.
Let's get familiar with the company's situation first. Next, maybe we can do something big. At least we should help Shen Mengyao relax the burden on her shoulders. Doesn't she want to fall in love? Go ahead, go ahead, it can't be true. Binding someone for life is called an unscrupulous businessman, and Tang Xiaobao would not do such a thing.
But as soon as he entered the office, Tang Xiaobao was dumbfounded.
In front of his desk, there was a mountain of various reports and materials.
Xiaomei was still sorting it out. When she saw Tang Xiaobao coming, she hurried over and said with a smile: "Mr. Tang, Mr. Shen asked me to send these to you. He said that you should get familiar with them gradually. There are still some parts that I will deal with later." If you send something important here, it will be delivered in time. You can get familiar with it gradually. It's okay. You have plenty of time."
"Do I have to read all of these?" Tang Xiaobao swallowed his saliva, turned pale, and pointed to his nose.
Xiaomei nodded and said, "Yes."
Tang Xiaobao sighed and said with a wry smile: "Okay, okay, then you can order a takeaway for me at noon. I won't go out to eat. I have to hurry up and get familiar with the situation."
There are so many things to see.
But can that trouble me?
No way!
Mr. Tang, I have photographic memory skills.
Do you have enough time?
Sorry, my time is precious.
Putting Xiaomei away, Tang Xiaobao dove into the bookstore, sat at his desk, and started reading information.
Xiaomei returned to Shen Mengyao's office and happened to see the bouquet of flowers, and then saw Shen Mengyao's dazed expression, and couldn't help but be frightened.
Damn it, isn't this a gift from Mr. Tang?
It seems that Mr. Shen is also in love.
"Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen?"
Xiaomei leaned over and shouted softly.
Shen Mengyao was awakened, shook her head, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xiaomei smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm just asking if there is anything you need me to do?"
"Have you sent all the information I asked you to send?" Shen Mengyao rubbed her temples and asked.
"I sent it, but less than a third of it was delivered. There's no room for it on the table. I guess I have to wait a few days before sending it. It's too much, and our Mr. Tang won't be able to finish it all at once. You don't know. Mr. Tang was frightened just now." Xiaomei couldn't help laughing.
Shen Mengyao also laughed: "Can you scare him? Why don't I believe it so much?" (To be continued)