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Chapter 1912 I just received a bunch of flowers, did you send them?

Qiao Mianmian's face was a little hot.

Well, she does mind a little bit of this.

That's why she asked him.

Now that she knew the answer, she felt much more comfortable.

She said curiously: "Do you don't know who the person who invested in the Shen family is?"

"Well. But I asked Wei Zheng to investigate, I will find it sooner or later."

After talking about this, the two of them talked about some daily things and hung up the phone after more than half an hour.

As soon as Qiao Mianmian hung up the phone, she heard a knock on the door.

She got up from the bed, walked to the door and opened the door.

At first glance, I saw a large handful of pink roses with dewdrops, and then a faint fragrance of roses plunged into my nose.

She was stunned for a moment and heard Chen Fei smile and say to her: "Mianmian, someone has sent flowers here just now, saying it was for you. This is from Mr. Mo. This bouquet of flowers is so beautiful. You can take it quickly."

A big bouquet of flowers, not light.

Qiao Mianmian quickly picked up the heavy bunch of flowers from Chen Fei's hand: "Thank you Sister Chen."

Chen Fei gave her the flower and left.

Qiao Mianmian returned to the bedroom with the flowers in her arms. She was about to send Mo Yesi WeChat and asked him if he had given her flowers, but she heard the "ding" sound of her phone.

She took it out and looked at it, but what she received was a text message sent to her by a strange number.

Seeing the content sent by this strange number, Qiao Mianmian frowned.

138xx: Mianmian, I'm back home, can we meet again?

Before Qiao Mianmian could reply, another text message was sent.

It was still sent by the strange number.

138xx: I miss you very much, really want to meet you. I have a lot of words to say to you, Mianmian, can we meet?

Qiao Mianmian frowned even tighter when she looked at the text message she had just sent.

She probably guessed who the number belonged to.

She looked down at the pink rose in her arms, thinking of a possibility, disgust flashed in her eyes, and she reached out to throw the flower onto the table.

She replied: Who are you?

Soon, the other party replied to her: Mianmian, I am Su Ze.

Qiao Mianmian has guessed it.

But when he saw Su Ze's reply to the text message, his face still sank.

Because she had never thought that Su Ze actually had the face to come to find her.

He actually had the face to say that he wanted to meet her.

Qiao Mianmian endured the disgust and replied: I just received a bouquet of flowers, did you give it to me?

Su Ze replied in seconds: Yes. I remember that you like pink roses the most. It is a new variety specially designed for people to air transport from abroad. Do you like it?

The fragrance of roses permeates the air.

Qiao Mianmian does like pink roses.

But now she looked at the bouquet of roses on the table with dewdrops, but she felt disgusted.

Because the person who sent the flowers made her feel very disgusting.

So even her favorite flower became disliked.

She looked calmly, thought about it, and called Su Ze directly.

After a sound, Su Ze immediately picked up the news.

An excited voice also rang: "Mianmian, you called me. I'm so happy, I..."

"Su Ze, do you think it's not enough to just assign you abroad, and you still want to be assigned to a further place? Or do you think your life is so good now, and what kind of experience is it to try to have a bad life?"
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