Chapter 588

Eno thought that from that day on, "Xiao qilui" should not appear again, after all, what she said was very unique and hard to hear.

But the truth is, she was wrong.

Not only did he not listen, but he intensified.

The next day.

She was working in the office when a bunch of flowers came in.

"Mr. Xiao, your flower!" Jason said with a smile and a bunch of flowers.

Enoch frowned. "Who sent it?"

"I don't know. Have a look!" Jason sent it.

Eno looked at the flowers. There was a card on it. She took it down.

"I admit that I didn't do it well enough. I apologize to you. I will tell you before I see KK again next time!"

At the sight of this, eno knew who it was, frowning, inexplicably angry.

Can't he understand what she said?

Or do you know what you don't know?

It has to be said that he has such a thick skin!

Just throw the card back. "Back!"

"This You can't go back. The flower giver has gone! " Jason said in embarrassment.

Eno thought, "it's for you!"

"This It doesn't fit! " Jason said.

Enoch frowned. Jason was a little abnormal. He had left happily with flowers before the change. Now he refused.

"You..."

"I don't have a girlfriend either!" Jason said.

INO, "..."

At this time, Jason looked at the room, looked around for a while, and saw a vase. He walked over immediately.

"I think it's good to put it here!" Said, he directly inserted the flowers.

Before eno spoke, Jason nodded approvingly, "well, yes, there's something going on in this office!" Said, looking back at Eno, "President Xiao, I'll go out to work first!" Say it, go.

Eno looked at the flowers. How did he feel.

Sit down and work, but look up from time to time.

In the end, she couldn't be bothered.

After a while, Su Qing came in.

"President Xiao!"

After seeing her, eno said with a smile, "Why are you here?"

"Of course, there is a job for you!"

"Come on, no outsiders, don't pretend!"

Su Qing smiled and walked in. "In the company, it's called acting. It's called separating public from private."

Eno smiled as he listened.

Su Qing saw the bouquet of flowers at a glance. "Oh, isn't it sent by others just now? How is it here?"

Speaking of this, eno's eyes darkened.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing, like it, you take it!" Eno said.

Looking at her urgent appearance, Su Qing smiled, "what's the matter? Who gave it to you? Do you hate it?"

"It's hard to say!" Eno said helplessly.

Listen to this words have drama, "what's the matter, quarrel with Zhong Jie?"

"No!"

"That day, he bribed a lot of people from our design department to coax you. Why did he provoke you again?"

"Not him!"

"Who is that?" Su Qing asked.

Eno thought about it and watched her get serious. "Have you read the latest news?"

Su Qing nodded, "look, what's the matter?"

Eno is a bit hard to talk about, but Su Qing is not an outsider either. She is the one she meets with by life. She hesitates, "do you have time now?"

"What's the matter?"

"Go downstairs to the coffee shop!"

Su Qing looked at the time. "It's ten minutes to get off work!"

"You're allowed to run away for ten minutes!"

"Go!"

After the two discussed, they went downstairs directly.

In the coffee shop, eno told her everything that had happened recently.

"You mean that person who looks like President Xiao is chasing you now?" Asked Su Qing in surprise.

"I think he's playing!"

"If he wants to play, he won't look for a good woman like you!" Su Qing took this sentence subconsciously.

INO, "..."

Although this is not so pleasant to hear, it makes sense.

"God, isn't that what others say about fate?" Su Qing said.

Eno did not speak with his lips closed.

"When I saw his picture before, everyone was scared. I didn't expect that he was hooked up with you again Do you think it's fate? " Su Qing asked

iNO, " What fate, if so, is also bad luck! " Eno said, stirring the coffee.

Su Qing smiled, "but I think KK is right!"

"What's the point?"

"I haven't seen you say something so exciting for a long time, and have such feelings for a person!" Su Qing smiles.

Eno stirred the coffee and said, "I'm so disgusted!"

"I didn't feel it!"

INO, "..."

"To be honest, are you interested in him?" Su Qing asked with a smile.

Looking up at her, I gave her a white eye, "do you think it's possible?"

"there is a person who can be exactly the same as Xiao Chang. I don't think anything is going to happen to you." Su Qing is used to it.

INO, "..."

"Impossible!" Eno denied that he was drinking with his coffee, but his eyes were looking away, which was obviously avoiding the topic.

This time, Su Qing didn't say anything. Instead, she went up and looked at her. "Are you sure?"

Looking at her close eyes, eno said in a hollow voice, "I asked you to help me analyze things, not to cancel me!"

"If you don't feel at all about her, analyze anything, if you don't feel at all, no matter what he does, you should be very angry and disgusted, but in you, I only feel angry, not disgusted!" Su Qing's house is a meal of words.

"Su Qing!"

"I'm telling the truth, but you can tell me if you want to hear lies. I'll tell you again!"

INO, "..."

She was helpless.

Why does KK and she think so?

This fact is the last thing she wants to admit. After thinking about it, she said, "even if there is a little feeling, it's because he looks like Qi Rui!" She said.

Su Qing couldn't help laughing. "Hey, to be honest, why do I feel like Xiao before him?" She asked.

"Before?" Enoch frowned.

"That's when you just met and didn't get together!" She said.

Eno was stunned and thought about it carefully, as if it were true.

"The predestination between people is really wonderful!" Su Qing said.

Eno didn't speak. He was thinking. "But Eno, although you are with Zhongjie now, I still support you to find someone you love and love you. Otherwise, I will make do with it in the future. Although I haven't seen the president, I don't think it's too bad. Just one thing, he is not president Xiao. You need to be clear. If you really want to be together, you need to meet in the future To the person who looks the same as president Xiao, you Is it acceptable? " She asked.