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The sales clerk passed the flowers to Lu Juyan, but didn't dare to look at his face for fear of losing control. At the same time, he showed happiness and admiration for the woman he loved.

Lu Juyan paid and continued to drive towards the company. He carefully placed the flowers on the front passenger seat and was filled with joy. At the Yanqing Company Building, he parked the car and directly walked towards the elevator.

He personally came to the door of Du Yanqing's office, and lightly pushed it open. Only then did he realise that Du Yanqing was already working, and had placed the ninety-nine roses in her hand in front of the door. He turned his body and glanced at the secretary standing at the side, then walked forward and softly warned her a few times. Then, he turned around and left this place, and didn't deliberately disturb Du Yanqing's work.

"That's great!"

The secretary looked at Lu Juyan's leaving figure, then lowered his gaze and looked at the beautiful flowers, feeling extreme envy from the bottom of his heart. He could not help but let out a sigh as he stealthily glanced at Du Yanqing's office and revealed a vulgar smile, as if he was marrying a daughter.

In the office, Du Yanqing suddenly felt his mouth going dry. He picked up the cup by the side, and just as he was about to get the secretary to pour him a cup of water, he realized that no one was on the line.

At that moment, the secretary just so happened to run around the corner with the cup in her hands as soon as the phone rang. She intentionally ran into the tea room to prevent Du Yanqing from noticing anything amiss.

"Why is there no answer?"

Since there was no one to pick up the phone the last few times, Du Yanqing had no choice but to put down his brush and move his mind elsewhere. When he shifted his gaze to the door, a strange feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart …

Helpless, Du Yanqing curled his lips, and directly took his cup and walked out. Just as he opened the door, he smelled the faint fragrance of flowers. When she lowered her gaze, she happened to see the flowers placed by the entrance. Her first reaction was: Could it be that someone sent her the wrong flowers?

Surveying the surroundings, Du Yanqing did not discover the figures of everyone else, and a trace of suspicion emerged from the bottom of his heart. Squatting down, he took a look at the card on it, and only wrote: To, Du Yanqing, there are no other words.

The puzzled Du Yanqing took out the card, and when it was opened, it was a field of white, which confused her, and caused Lu Juyan's figure to appear in her mind, causing her heart to tremble.

Before Du Yanqing could think it through, her phone rang. When she picked it up and saw that it was Lu Juyan calling, her heart tensed up, as she understood one thing: Do not talk about people in the future, do not think about people at night, otherwise, that person would appear in minutes.

Just as Du Yanqing pressed the answer button, before he could finish speaking, he heard Lu Juyan's voice that was obviously begging for praise from the other side of the phone: "How about that flower?"

At the moment, Lu Juyan was in his office, intentionally or unintentionally working hard by the staff. His lips curled up into a smile, and his hand boringly drew the brush, his heart surging with anticipation.

"Not bad."

Lu Juyan's words made Du Yanqing even more convinced of the belief in the bottom of her heart, and he pretended not to care about it at all as he said these indifferent words. The bottom of his heart, however, was affected because of this small gift. He happily picked up this bouquet of roses.

It was unknown whether it was due to the habit of every woman, or Du Yanqing's unique compulsive disorder, causing her to subconsciously count the number of flowers inside. She felt a faint pain from spending money on Lu Juyan, and her heart was still as sweet as always.

After the two of them had conversed for a bit, Lu Juyan could feel that Du Yanqing's voice was slightly hoarse.

The words that would often pop up on the internet, however, felt especially warm in Du Yanqing's ears at this moment, causing her to reveal a sweet smile. To avoid showing too much emotion from communicating with Lu Juyan, he found an excuse and hung up.

In the next second, the Secretary coincidentally walked over from the corner, with two cups of water in his hands, he personally gave Du Yanqing a cup of water. Looking at her full of joy, he was really happy for her from the bottom of his heart.

"Sorry for the trouble, go and help me find a floral bottle."

Du Yanqing habitually maintained his proper etiquette, smiled faintly, and spoke a few words before entering the office. His movements were exceptionally careful, as if these items were extremely precious.

She glanced at the work on the table, and before she was ready to start the work, she walked in holding a vase. Du Yanqing thanked the people once again and personally placed the rose into the vase. He placed it on the desk and smelled the fragrance that came from it. His mood was exceptionally comfortable.

Du Yanqing, who had been busy all the way until noon, raised his head and looked at the roses on the table. He felt extremely comfortable in his heart, and it was as if Lu Juyan had entrusted all these things to him as an existence.

"You seem to like these flowers very much."

Lu Juyan who was downstairs calculated the time and went upstairs, and prepared to invite Du Yanqing to lunch. Pushing open the door to Du Yanqing's office, the moment he walked in and saw the ninety-nine roses, he couldn't help but start teasing them. The deep eyes surged with love and affection, and the aura on his body also became a lot gentler.

Every time he interacted with Du Yanqing, Lu Juyan couldn't help but tease her a little, hoping that the distance between the two of them could be shortened a little, and not blindly waiting like in the beginning.

"Do you often send flowers to girls?"

did not reply to Lu Juyan, but pretended to be indifferent as he shifted his gaze away. With a cold face, he seriously asked.

Her clear eyes revealed a trace of vigilance, as if as long as Lu Juyan said yes, she would personally throw away the flower and flower vase together.

"Of course not, I will only sincerely send you off!"

The sudden question back to him made Lu Juyan feel wronged, his mind did not have the scene of giving flowers to other people, and he pretended to be wronged as he explained. A firm conviction emerged from the depths of her eyes as she lovingly swore the second half of the oath to Du Yanqing.

His serious attitude caused the originally teasing Du Yanqing's heart to tremble slightly. He was not the slightest bit suspicious of him, and an inexplicable belief made Du Yanqing himself feel extremely strange.

Lu Juyan brought Du Yanqing towards the company's dining hall. It was as if they were walking through some ceremony, but the two of them lacked a sense of nervousness. As they chatted, the atmosphere was harmonious.

Lu Juyan, who had already arranged everything beforehand, was now waiting for Du Yanqing to step into this emotional whirlpool step by step, and at the same time complete the condition that Du Yanqing had given him.