Chapter 908

Her cell phone rings.

"Sister, how about that woman? Is she prettier than you?"

She smiled, looked at her beautiful nails, thought about Tang Qingge's exposed eyes, and spoke contemptuously to the person at the other end of the mobile phone, "do you think so?"

"Of course, my sister is the most beautiful. My sister is the most beautiful woman. You have never made any mistakes in your tasks, because as long as you come out, all those men are under your pomegranate skirt. No woman can match you. Even Princess Catherine of M can't match you."

The other side's voice leaped like a sparrow.

The woman was tightly wrapped and could talk with only a pair of eyes, but she didn't take her seriously. She snorted and smiled, and her voice was somewhat charming. "You can talk."

But I have to say, she likes to hear that.

Then you said that when the day the doctor said comes, will he choose that woman or me

"This..." the other side's voice was weak.

The smile on her face faded away.

"Don't be angry, sister. I mean that they must have feelings after spending so long together. And now people don't remember you, or what happened with you."

Her face was cold and frightening, as if she would kill the woman named Tang Qingge in the next second.

Dr. Mingming said he wouldn't have feelings, but the woman made him moved.

What went wrong?

The other party gasped and then said, "but the doctor will not let this happen. The doctor has been waiting for more than ten years for this day. The doctor will certainly help you."

She was comforted and gradually calmed down.

Yes, the doctor will help her change him back. He will be the same as before.

The time was coming, and she was waiting for the day to meet him again.

That day is not far away.

this moment

Bo Qichen just got off the elevator from the top floor of Bo's group and passed the front desk. The little sister at the front desk stood up respectfully and said, "president, you have a gift."

Bo Qichen stepped in and the little sister at the front desk handed over a box the size of red A4 paper to Bo Qichen. There was no signature or handwriting on the box.

Bo Qichen pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes.

Here we go again.

He is given a gift at this time of year.

Dingyan was surprised when he saw this gift. At the same time, he was confused. "This is another gift of unknown origin. Who did this? And today is not president Bo's birthday, nor is it a special day. Why do you send gifts to the company on December 21 every year?"

Dingyan was puzzled.

On December 21 every year, someone will send gifts to the company, but they don't specify their identity. They can't find any information about the giver.

After thinking for a while, "Mr. Bo, do you want to open it?"

"Yes."

The gift was opened. Inside, there was a clean little white skirt. It seemed that the style and size were the style of more than ten years ago, and it was the skirt worn by a little girl aged eight or nine.

Dingyan stared wide eyed and then swallowed. "Mr. Bo, I have a bold guess."

"Say."

"Each year, the other party will give you a little girl's gift. I remember last year was a headdress that was about to fade. The previous year, it was a wisp of fetal hair. Do you think the other party was a pervert who had secretly loved you since childhood?"