Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2587: Chapter 391: Ninety-Nine Roses

"I’m at your door, open up, I’ll take you to the hospital."

Mo Ziye’s deep voice carried a hint of mild displeasure; so young and already deaf, or just sick and dull-witted.

"Why are you at my door?"

Bai Qingling seemed calmer than before, yet she still felt a pang of guilty conscience from lying.

She wasn’t at home anyway.

How could she open the door for him?

She chuckled dryly and said, "Brother Ziyi, I’m just feeling a bit of stomach discomfort, no need to go to the hospital. Don’t waste your time on me; maybe you can go find Chu Junming."

"I have other things to do."

Mo Ziye’s tone lightened a bit, "If the pain is severe, go to the hospital, or call Sister Tongtong."

——

Monday.

Bai Qingling arrived at the company, pushed open her office door, and saw Chu Junming casually leaning against the leather sofa by the window.

His long legs stretched out leisurely, and his handsome face emanated a lazy air as his slender fingers held a phone, engaged in unknown activities.

Upon hearing the sound, he slowly lifted his head, gradually casting his gaze upon her.

"Good morning, Manager Bai."

Their gazes met, Chu Junming raised a handsome eyebrow and spoke in a clear, pleasant voice.

Bai Qingling closed the door, furrowed her brows slightly, and walked over, her almond eyes sweeping over the coffee on the table in front of him, and she spoke with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, "President Chu, coming to my office so early, is there something urgent?"

Chu Junming chuckled aloud, then exited the webpage on his phone, retracting his casually stretched legs, and stood up.

Standing straight in front of the sofa, separated by several meters, he watched her.

His lips undeniably held a faint smile, yet it gave off an impression of detachment.

"Mo General mentioned that you were unwell; I was worried you might take the day off and couldn’t come to work. Seeing you here now, I feel relieved."

Bai Qingling rolled her eyes.

"Thank you for your concern, President Chu."

She didn’t walk towards him but paused for a moment, then proceeded to step behind her desk, pulling out the chair to sit down.

Chu Junming said casually, "I won’t stay in G City for long, I don’t want any setbacks in the project’s progress due to unforeseen reasons, caring for partners is essential."

"Mm."

Bai Qingling turned on her computer, then took a file from the nearby file rack, casually responding to Chu Junming while flipping through the pages.

She looked up, seeing Chu Junming still watching her, her eyes twinkled, "Wait for me for two minutes."

"Let’s go to the lab first."

"Alright."

Bai Qingling flipped through the files with one hand, gripped her mouse with the other, her eyes casually switching between the files and the computer screen; her previous fake smile now replaced by focus.

From several meters away, Chu Junming observed her working diligently, unexpectedly finding it particularly appealing.

It wasn’t until Bai Qingling looked up at him that he spoke, softly saying, "My attitude wasn’t great on the phone that day."

"..."

Bai Qingling froze for a moment.

She looked at Chu Junming’s calmly handsome face, unsure of the sincerity behind his apology.

She said indifferently, "Since you’re apologizing, I’ll be magnanimous enough not to hold it against you."

"Thank you."

Chu Junming’s lips curled upward, his voice held a gentle warmth and faint humor.

"I’m not going to apologize to you, even though I hung up first that day." Bai Qingling watched his smile, rigidly adding.

That day, due to differing opinions on business matters, Chu Junming’s attitude was quite stern.

In Bai Qingling’s ears, he came off too harsh.

So she hung up on him.

Upon careful reflection, she realized she also had faults.

Her temper wasn’t always bad; in fact, she was quite approachable most times.

Yet when faced with Chu Junming, she always couldn’t help but lose her temper.

Chu Junming glanced down at the phone in his hands, then looked up at her, about to speak, when the office door was inconveniently knocked.

"Come in."

Bai Qingling’s voice was crisp and pleasing.

The door opened, and a fragrance of roses wafted in.

In front of the sofa, Chu Junming smelled the floral scent and turned to look, seeing a man in a floral shop uniform holding flowers, politely asking with a smile, "Are you Miss Bai Qingling?"

"I am."

Bai Qingling’s eyes flickered with a hint of confusion, then her brows knitted gently.

The flower delivery man walked in.

"Here’s your flowers, please sign for them."

"Who’s sending them?"

Bai Qingling looked at the bouquet of red roses thrust towards her, blooming vibrantly; if seen in a garden or shop, she’d find them lovely.

"A gentleman sent them, here’s a card, please sign for them, Miss Bai."

Bai Qingling glanced at the card briefly.

Then returned it among the flowers, her voice indifferently saying, "Inform the sender I won’t accept them. If he arranges more, don’t deliver them."

"Miss Bai, it’s against our morals to do that."

The man looked troubled at her.

Taking money but not delivering flowers.

Would his flower shop shut down, or would he face a lawsuit?

A slender hand reached over behind him, the card she’d just returned among the flowers was once again taken, startling the flower delivery man.

He turned around, seeing a gentleman with a handsome and elegant demeanor standing beside him; his heart skipped a beat, for earlier he’d only seen Bai Qingling behind the desk.

He hadn’t noticed Chu Junming standing by the sofa.

Now closer.

A sense of pressure in the air rushed at him, instinctively causing him to step back two paces.

Forcing a smile, "This gentleman?"

"Qingling, sign it; aren’t there 99 roses? Give one to each female employee at the company; once everyone’s in a good mood, work becomes more enthusiastic."

Chu Junming didn’t look at the flower delivery man, but smiled slightly at Bai Qingling.

Bai Qingling thought it over and signed her name.

The flower delivery man thanked her and departed.

"Here, distribute them."

Bai Qingling shoved the rose bouquet into Chu Junming’s arms, her smile mischievous, "Your suggestion, you execute it. If a heartthrob delivers flowers, the female colleagues receiving them are sure to be energized for the day."

Thus enhancing work efficiency seemed quite good.

Chu Junming looked at the roses stuffed into his arms, self-mockingly said, "Did I just set myself up?"

"Not at all, you might not know, while you stayed at Haochen, you stole the hearts of many single ladies. These days without your presence, they’ve longed day and night; today you’re here, this task suits you best."

Chu Junming amusedly watched Bai Qingling, "Really?"

"Truer than true gold, you’re the dream catch of Haochen’s female employees now."

"Does that include you?"

"..."

Bai Qingling’s expression froze.

The atmosphere subtly shifted.

Chu Junming observed Bai Qingling’s stiff expression, a glint in his dark eyes, his lips curled into a slight smirk, and in a very mild tone said, "Playing matchmaker doesn’t suit you, I’ll wait outside for you."

With that, he turned and departed, carrying the bouquet of red roses out of the office.