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Chapter 21: Mrs. Yi


"Xiao Qiao."

He stood up and walked towards them regardless.

"Mr.

Zhou, you should call me Miss Chu or Mrs.

Yi.

After all, we are not that familiar."

A trace of satisfaction clearly flashed on Yi Qingchen's face.

"Xiao Qiao, are you still blaming me?"

"It's your fault."

Chu Qiao smiled, "Mr.

Zhou is worrying too much."

Zhou Zihao suddenly felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"If you are not a close relative, how can you use the word "blame" His face froze, and he watched Chu Qiao take Yi Qingchen's arm and pass him by, thinking a lot.

I didn't feel so indispensable to you before, but after she left, my desire to take her as my own became stronger.

Chu Qiao, I will never let go no matter what.

In a quiet corner, not far away is a white grand piano.

"Sorry."

She said casually, flipping through the menu.

Yi Qingchen just smiled slightly, "It's nothing, but I really like the new name you gave yourself, my Mrs.

Yi."

When he mentioned the words "Mrs.

Yi", his deep black eyes clearly shone with some unknown but extremely charming brilliance.

"Yeah, I quite like it too."

The soft sound of piano slowly flows in the air.

The tune is very familiar.

It turns out you are here too.

Chu Qiao has always preferred it.

The dust has settled.

I came from the sea and lived in seclusion in this desert.

Thank you for your presence, Yi Qingchen.

After lunch, she insisted on going back to the company because she was still struggling with the design problem.

Yi Qingchen put her down and drove away, saying that she had something to do.

"Sister Qiao, someone sent flowers and asked you to sign for them, roses."

Qin Momo knocked on the office door and winked at her ambiguously.

Chu Qiao stood up suspiciously and walked towards the door.

It seems like she hasn't met anyone close enough to give roses recently.

In the central office area, a young man in a florist's uniform was waiting for her holding a large bouquet of delicate red roses.

Chu Qiao signed, picked up the name card, took a look at it, and immediately threw the bouquet of flowers into the trash can nearby, with neat movements and in one go.

Zhou Zihao, you are really haunted "Qiao, Sister Qiao."

Qin Momo looked at the large bouquet of blooming roses in the trash can with surprise.

Who gave this to her?

Sister Qiao is so popular.

Chu Qiao shrugged helplessly, "I would rather this be a bunch of white chrysanthemums."

Qin Momo couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering, "Sister Qiao, the person who is sending flowers together is more terrifying than the God of Death."

"Wrong."

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Chu Qiao playfully shook her finger at her, "Nothing in this world is scary, but it is very disgusting."

"Sister Qiao" Qin Momo was about to say something more when she saw another person walking towards them from a distance holding a large bouquet of flowers.

The difference was that this time it was a large bouquet of elegant and refined white lilies.

"Hello, who is Miss Chu Qiao?"

Qin Momo stuck out her tongue at Chu Qiao in a funny way, "Yes, Sister Qiao is looking for you again."

Chu Qiao nodded, "I am."

After casually glancing at the name card, she didn't show any expression of disgust this time.

She even buried her head in the flowers and sniffed in a good mood, then showed a faint smile.

Qin Momo stared blankly at Chu Qiao's back holding the bouquet as she walked away.

This is simply a world of difference.

Chu Qiao conveniently placed the bouquet in the vase on her desk, stared at the business card quietly for a while, and inadvertently raised an unnoticed smile at the corner of her mouth.

“If you don’t miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, and it will harm lovesickness.”

Yi Qingchen, what are you doing?

To be continued n130418: