Bai Yiran looked at the roses in front of her and felt uncomfortable, unable to figure out who had sent them. She simply took the bouquet outside the office and distributed it to her colleagues. So female colleagues took a few stems to place on their desks, and so male colleagues took a few stems to give to their girlfriends. Only Bai Qianyu stared at the flowers without moving.
"Yiran, who sent these to you? Was it the handso guy who picked you up in a sports car yesterday? He’s so handso!" Xiao Zhang buzzed in quickly from the front desk when he heard there were flowers to take.
"It wasn’t him," Bai Yiran replied casually.
"Then who was the handso guy? He looked so familiar, but I couldn’t see him clearly because he was too far away."
Bai Yiran smiled lightly without answering, and Xiao Zhang, focused on the flowers, didn’t care whether Bai Yiran answered him or not.
"So people are used to keeping a foot in two boats, maintaining ties with an ex while clinging to soone else," Bai Qianyu’s voice carried a sarcastic tone, and everyone present picked up on the underlying ssage.
Xiao Zhang foolishly asked, "Qianyu, what are you talking about?"
Bai Qianyu smiled, looking at Bai Yiran, "Sister, I wasn’t talking about you, don’t take it to heart."
Bai Qianyu’s words were clearly aid at Bai Yiran. Over ti, everyone gradually discovered that Bai Qianyu and Bai Yiran didn’t have a good relationship.
Bai Yiran chuckled, glancing at Bai Qianyu disdainfully. "What an idiot."
"Who are you talking about!" Bai Qianyu suddenly stood up from her seat.
Bai Yiran couldn’t be bothered to argue, "Whoever speaks, I’m talking about them."
Bai Qianyu’s face turned pale and flushed intermittently; she was about to retort when Yao Zhiqing erged from the office. Seeing Bai Yiran distributing flowers, she eagerly ca over to take a few. Bai Qianyu’s anger was stifled back, sulking as she sat down and hamred the keyboard, as if venting on it instead of Bai Yiran.
To Bai Yiran now, Bai Qianyu was more like a disruptive clown, just annoying to look at, but she did not see her as significant.
But who sent the flowers after all? Bai Yiran pondered with a headache, yet still couldn’t figure it out.
Returning to the office, a call ca through with an international number; Bai Yiran’s expression softened instantly, her voice gentle, "Xiao Lang? Have you missed ?"
"Aunt Yiran, I miss you so much~" The voice on the other end was still childishly soft. "When are you coming back? Now that you’re gone, I’m the only Chinese here, they all ignore ..."
Listening to the child’s words, Bai Yiran felt sowhat lancholic but continued smiling, "Xiao Lang, wait for Auntie, I’ll definitely co back to see you."
"Okay!"
The child wanted to say more, but then an English-speaking woman’s voice ca through, "Aunt Yiran, Aunt Lili found ..."
Before the child finished speaking, the call disconnected.
Bai Yiran stared at her phone for a long ti, finally tossing it onto the desk, leaning back against her chair in despair, her thoughts full of the child’s image.
After a while, she opened her eyes, recomposed herself, and clicked on her computer.
Before leaving work, Bai Yiran sorted and printed out all the docunts; so needed Yao Zhiqing’s signature. Starting tomorrow, Yao Zhiqing would be traveling abroad, so Bai Yiran wanted everything signed before end of the day.
Knock, knock, knock!
Bai Yiran knocked three tis on the door.
After a brief pause, ca Yao Zhiqing’s voice, "Co in."
Bai Yiran pushed the door open and entered Yao Zhiqing’s office, imdiately seeing Yao Zhiqing seated at the desk facing her, while another man sat with his back to Bai Yiran.
"President Yao, these docunts need your signature."
"Okay, bring them over."
Bai Yiran walked to Yao Zhiqing’s desk with the docunts, only then noticing the man with his back turned to her.
"Miss Bai, we et again."
Bai Yiran froze, "Mr. Wu!"
Bai Yiran had not anticipated encountering Wu Chengzu here.
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