Hearing this, the employee thought for a moment, "I don't think so.
Although President Su looks gentle, she has a sense of distance. There are so many men pursuing her, but she has never heard of who she is with
Ling Wanxing didn't say anything, but he surmised the employee's words: there are so many men pursuing her
How many?
When I was with Wan Tong, I knew that she was very beautiful, but she was covered by the trivia of the Ling family.
Now back in society, Su Wantong, a gentle woman like water, will surely attract more excellent men.
Ling Wanxing has not yet fully accepted the fact that a courier just appeared outside the Suzhou embroidery workshop.
When the other party enters the door, he looks around and sees the staff coming.
And the courier's hand, also holding a bunch of delicate flowers.
"Brother, you're here again!"
The staff joked with a smile, and their eyes fell on the bunch of flowers. They joked: "it's still for president Su?"
The courier nodded busily and handed out the flowers
The employee waved his hand again and again, "I dare not. Last time I signed for president Su, she didn't seem very happy.
You wait. I'll ask her if she wants to take this bunch of flowers! By the way, do you have any cards? "
"Yes, it's from a gentleman who calls himself Mr. right."
Mr.Right?
Do you want a face?
Ling Wanxing Heart Belly Fei, handsome Yan tightly staring at the pink card, want to take over directly tear a smash!
The employee took the card, looked at it, told the courier to wait for her, and then hurried to the studio in the backyard.
Quiet Suzhou embroidery workshop, in addition to a few scattered guests to watch, leaving Ling Wanxing and the courier big eyes.
The courier subconsciously hugged the flowers in his arms. He always felt that the well-dressed man in front of him wanted to rob his flowers.
Ling Wanxing glared at the cautious courier and snorted haughtily.
After a while, the employee trotted back from the backyard. She said to the courier with a smile on her face, "I'm sorry, we can't take this bunch of flowers. Please return them."
The courier nodded in dismay. "OK, you can sign the rejection form."
This scene makes Ling Wanxing feel comfortable and cheerful.
As he watched the courier leave with flowers in his arms, he continued to walk in the workshop. In less than ten minutes, he asked the staff to help pack more than ten kinds of handicrafts.
"Sir, do you like Suzhou embroidery so much?"
The staff stood near the workbench, packing and making up.
Ling Wanxing took out her bank card and said, "because my wife likes Suzhou embroidery!"
At the end of the conversation, Su Wantong's figure just appeared at the back door of the workshop.
Her eyes twinkle, and lingwanxing across the sky, although nothing said, the bottom of my heart can not help but some touch.
Su Wantong walked slowly, but the staff didn't notice her figure. Subconsciously, they said to Ling Wanxing, "your wife is really happy."
Hearing this, Ling Wanxing looked at Su Wantong's indifferent cheek and responded kindly: "well, I hope my wife can think the same."
"Fangfang, why do you pack so many things?"
Su Wantong ignored Ling Wanxing, but looked at seven or eight paper bags on the workbench and asked.
The girl, known as Fangfang, suddenly turned her head and said with a smile, "Mr. Su, it's this gentleman who bought it for his wife."