Zhang Te was dazed for a while due to Han Jingnian’s series of baffling actions, only then he recalled that last night, when Boss Han called him, he seed to have asked if he had a strange sll on him... Could it be that the so-called odd sll he was talking about was Ai Jiang’s skincare lotion scent?
Uh... Most of the people that Boss Han deals with on a usual basis would use so perfu, and Boss Han never expressed dislike before, so why this ti... A sudden realization hit Zhang Te at this point.
Boss Han only disliked Ai’s lotion sll when he returned ho, therefore... the person who was truly repulsed wasn’t Boss Han, but his wife!
Early in the day, Zhang Te, who had stumbled upon a juicy piece of gossip, felt a bit excited. However, he didn’t let it show and replied formally: "Understood, Boss Han."
After a pause, seeing that Han Jingnian didn’t speak further, Zhang Te took the initiative to speak: "Boss Han, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first."
Han Jingnian was staring at the computer screen and replied with a "Hmm". However, as Zhang Te turned around to walk to the office door, it seed as if Han Jingnian suddenly thought of sothing, raised his head and stopped Zhang Te: "By the way, call Xie Lin and ask him to free up his ti this weekend."
Why would he want to see Doctor Xie out of the blue?
Zhang Te was puzzled: "Boss Han, are you feeling unwell?"
"No..." Han Jingnian, after responding with these two words, thought of Xia Wan’an not becoming pregnant after two years. After swaying a little, he replied: "Give her a check."
Zhang Te knew the ’her’ that Han Jingnian referred to was his wife. He responded with an "Oh", to indicate he understood, and then left the office.
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Perhaps because she had slept relatively early last night, Xia Wan’an was not late today.
She had just sat down at her workstation and hadn’t had ti to turn on the computer when she received a call from the front desk saying she had a parcel that needed to be signed for in person.
Xia Wan’an had to get up and go downstairs. Before leaving, she turned on her computer.
The package was a small box. After signing for it, Xia Wan’an walked upstairs looking at the delivery note on the box.
Apart from her own address, the sender’s address was not provided.
Back at her desk, Xia Wan’an imdiately opened the package and found a high-end black box. Upon opening it, she was lost for words at the sight of the contents.
It was the watch she had seen on Ai Jiang’s wrist just before leaving work yesterday.
However, this watch was slightly different than the ones available in the market. The market watches only had a circle of diamonds around the dial, but this one had the entire dial filled with diamonds.
Xia Wan’an stared at the watch in silence, took a picture with her phone, then entered her computer password, logged into WeChat, and sent it to "Allure Love", with the ssage: "You’re poison!!!"
Unlike yesterday, "Allure Love" responded imdiately to her ssage: "???"
"Allure Love": "You send a picture and ask if this watch is from , isn’t it because you want the watch?"
Xia Wan’an couldn’t imdiately think of a rebuttal reading "Allure Love’s" surprising plausible ssage.
After a while, she started rapidly typing: "Are you a millionaire or what? So you will send mysterious gifts to anyone who sends you a picture asking if it’s from you?!"
"Allure Love": "Of course not, I’m not that stupid."
"Allure Love": "Only the one girl gets this kind of treatnt from ."
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