"Did you say who sent it?" She asked softly.

The Secretary shook his head and said, "the florist said it was a Mr. Huo..."

Smell speech, Zhao Siqing chuckled, Wen Sheng way: "give me."

The Secretary said with a smile, "are you in love, Dr. Zhao?"

Zhao Siqing looked at her and Wen said, "you know everything."

"You didn't receive flowers from others before. There must be a situation when you are willing to accept them now.".

When it comes to this, Zhao Siqing can't help losing his mind.

She couldn't explain why. That night, she promised him.

In fact, she regretted a little after dawn.

Reason told her that they were not suitable.

But maybe the heart is too lonely, maybe she is too greedy for her warmth, she was so confused with him.

Zhao Siqing returned to his senses, looked at the rose in his hand, and gently bent his lips.

She unpacked the bouquet, found a vase, trimmed some branches and carefully inserted the roses.

Before long, the secretary went back: "Dr. Zhao, a Mr. Zhao Xing'an said he wanted to see you."

Zhao Siqing is silent, Zhao Xing'an?

How could he have come.

A few seconds later, Zhao Siqing Wen said, "please come in."

Before long, Zhao Xing'an, wearing a suit, came in with a smile on his face and said, "Qing Qing, dad is passing by today, so he will come to see you."

Zhao Siqing got up and poured him a glass of water. Wen Sheng said, "I should have come to see you. You are so busy and make you miss me like this."

After taking over the water, Zhao Xing'an looked at the studio and said, "my father has come to see my daughter. What's more, my father owes you so much these years. What's the matter with you?"

"I knew Dad was still missing me."

Zhao Siqing showed a smile to him, and his light eyes swept quietly across his face.

The smile on his face didn't reach the bottom of his eyes when he spoke. Although he had been saying such affectionate words after entering the office, his eyes still didn't fall on her. Obviously, there was not much sincerity in this words.

After a look, Zhao Xing'an finally took back his sight, looked at Zhao Siqing and said: "today, my father mainly wants to tell you that your aunt Jiang's money has been transferred to Chen Xingyan's account, which is a little compensation."

"I heard Chen Xingyan say this two days ago. She also said that our father and daughter are exactly the same. Zhao Siqing is not stingy about his father.

Hearing this, Zhao Xing'an really laughed, and the smile between his eyebrows was more sincere.

Then he sighed: "Chen Xingyan is a young girl without father or mother. It's not easy to fight alone in the entertainment circle..."

Zhao Siqing nodded in response. He had not yet guessed Zhao Xingan's intention today.

Zhao Xing'an asked a few more words. After a turn, he said, "Chen Xingyan and Chu Yue seem to belong to the same company. Before Chu Yue, they seem to be your customers."

Zhao Siqing looked the same, but he was alert.

It seems that her father's intention today has something to do with Eagle Entertainment.

"What does Dad want to ask?" Zhao Siqing spoke in a warm voice and didn't circle with him.

Zhao Xingan carefully looked at the daughter in front of him and said slowly: "nothing, dad just heard that Chu Yue left you a diary and a U disk before he died?"

Zhao Siqing nodded and took the initiative to lead the topic to the direction Zhao Xingan wanted to hear: "yes, because of this, I also had a misunderstanding with the senior management of Tianying entertainment."