Translator: Zayn_
The new issue of Style was selling so well that Xu Qinian decided to publish a few more posters and give them away with the new issue.
The new poster was selected from the eliminated photos.
For this reason, Xu Qinian specially sent Song Qingyou a few sample magazines.
There was also a large bouquet of red roses.
Song Qingyou was free today and was teaching Tang Guoguo how to play the piano.
Who knew that the person who sent the sample magazine insisted that she go downstairs herself.
Full of doubt and impatience, Song Qingyou was dumbfounded when she saw the flowers blocking everyone at the front desk.
âIs this for me too?â
Song Qingyou thought it was from a fan.
After Shengshi Entertainmentâs address was released, many fans sent things to the company.
If Song Qingyou hadnât made it clear that she wouldnât accept it and that all the valuables would be returned the way they came, she probably wouldnât be able to have peace even for a single day.
Now that she saw such a big bouquet of flowers, she naturally thought that it was a gift from a fan.
âDidnât the magazine agency send over the sample issue?â Song Qingyou asked Xiao Li, who was at the front desk. âWhatâs with the flowers?â
The person who had delivered the item replied, âHello, Miss Song. Iâm Chief Editor Xuâs assistant. The sample magazine is in my bag. This bouquet of flowersâ¦Chief Editor Xu said that I must hand it over to you.â
It would be too easy for people to misunderstand if he gave her so many roses.
Xu Qinian had only seen her once, so it was unlikely that he would⦠He wanted to chase her, right?
âGive me the sample and take the flowers back,â Song Qingyou said.
The assistant looked troubled.
âMiss Song, Chief Editor Xu asked me to send the flowers to you. If you donât accept them, I canât explain it to the chief editorâ¦â
âThe chief editor said that you can use these flower for anything. He just thinks that this flower is very suitable for youâ¦â
Sensing that if she didnât accept it, the other party might not leave, Song Qingyou hesitated for a few seconds before accepting the bouquet.
At the same time, she also stuffed the little cash she had left into her hand.
The assistant wanted to shirk it, but Song Qingyou said, âIf you donât accept it, 1 will return the flowers to you.â
Helpless, the assistant took the money and planned to give it to Xu Qinian.
It seemed that Song Qingyou wasnât interested in the chief editor at all!
Chen Lan was about to go to Shu Lingâs place to take a look when she came out of the office and saw Song Qingyou coming back with a big bouquet of flowers.
âDidnât you go to get the magazine sample? Did the person who asked you to come downstairs confess to you?â
âThe flowers have been accepted⦠Donât tell me you agreed?â
Chen Lan stopped in her tracks, her face full of surprise.
Jiang Zhihan instantly stood up and stared at the big bouquet of red roses.
Song Qingyou handed the flowers to Chen Lan. âShe didnât confess. This is from Chief Editor Xu.â
Xu Qinian? Jiang Zhihanâs face stiffened. He didnât expect his cousin to be interested in Song Qingyou after only meeting her once.
When Jiang Zhihan thought about how Xu Qinian frequently changed girlfriends and how he didnât even let go of his blind dates, he felt the need to stop him!
He stared at the bouquet with his cat eyes, thinking of ways to persuade her to reject him.
Song Qingyou didnât see her catâs gaze and said casually, âI donât know how to deal with this. I can only trouble Sister Lan. If it really doesnât work, throw it away.â
âItâs too wasteful to throw it away.â
Chen Lan said. Just as she was about to take it, a black and white shadow jumped up.
When the two of them saw that it was Zhizhi, the bouquet of flowers had already been destroyed by his two claws.
âEh? Zhizhi, what are you doing?â
Chen Lan took a few steps back. âThese flowers are not for you to play with!â
Jiang Zhihan blinked and turned to look at Song Qingyou. Even though his round cat eyes were emotionless, they were still incredibly cute.
Every time Song Qingyou saw those dark green eyes, her heart softened.
Besides, her Zhizhi was so obedient! He had never destroyed anything in the house, nor did he disturb her workâ¦
âItâs just a bouquet of flowers. If he wants to play with it, then let him play with it!â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song Qingyou thought so in her heart, so she also said so.
Chen Lan was speechless, âYou are really a cat slave⦠But forget it, these flowers are free anyway.â
Without waiting for Song Qingyou to mention that she had paid for them, she put the flowers on the table outside the office and let the cat smell them.
Then, she looked up and said, âIâll go to Shu Lingâs place to take a look. She told me to bring something over last time.â
Song Qingyou nodded and told Chen Lan to look out for a suitable manager to reduce her workload.
Chen Lan agreed readily.
Jiang Zhihan sniffed the fragrance of the roses and scratched them a few times in discomfort.
He just wanted to cover up his actions by acting like he really wanted to play with the flowers.
In the end, the claw only moved a few times before a small card fell out.
There was a sentence written in German on it, âYou are the rose of the human world.â
The signature was Xu.
Jiang Zhihanâs face darkened.
At this moment, the piano music in the office stopped.
Chen Lan waved and left.
Tang Guoguo came out from inside. âTeacher-â
The little girl was about to say that she had finished playing the practice song when her dark eyes saw the card on the table.
Jiang Zhihan seemed to have sensed something. Without hesitation, he pressed the card down with his paw and laid down on the ground.
âWhatâs wrong with Guoguo?â Song Qingyou followed her gaze and saw Zhizhi lying on the rose petals.
The little girl blinked. âKitty-â
She wanted to say that the kitty was hiding something, but then she thought that it might be kittyâs little secret, so she changed her words and said,
âThe cat is sleeping on flowers.â
Jiang Zhihan thought to himself, âThis little girl is quite perceptive.â
âWell, thatâs for him to play with.â
Song Qingyou stared at the flowers and cat on the table for a long time, then took out her phone, ready to take a photo.
However, every time she took a photo, Zhizhi was not very cooperative. She had to take photos secretly.
This time was no exception. The moment she took out her phone, the cat raised its head alertly.
Normally, Zhizhi would have long disappeared.
â Why are you staring at the phone today?
Song Qingyou approached step by step, trying to take a close-up photo.
Jiang Zhihan wanted to run.
He didnât want to leave behind any photos of his cat transformation.
But the problem was that Xu Qinianâs card was still hidden under him!
Even if it was just a sentence and it wouldnât make Song Qingyou waver⦠He just didnât want her to see it.
While the cat was deep in thought, Song Qingyou had already taken a lot of photos.
âTeacher, are you going to post the catâs photo on Weibo?â
âGuoguo also knows about Weibo?â
âI know! Yingying said that her mother is Teacherâs fan and even followed Teacher!â
Song Qingyou nodded slightly. âI wanted to post on Weiboâ¦â
However, this rose was given by someone else. Although she had given money, it was not good to let the cat destroy it and even take photos and post them online, right?
Jiang Zhihan immediately saw the reason for Song Qingyouâs hesitation. He immediately meowed twice, trying to get her to take a few more photos so that Xu Qinian could see them.
Song Qingyou didnât know that her cat was so âschemingâ. As soon as she heard Zhizhi meowing, her hands didnât stop moving.
A few minutes later.
[ Song Qingyou: Itâs rare for Zhizhi to be willing to take photos.]
There were nine pictures of the cat lying on the flower petals.
In the magazine agency.
Xu Qinian looked at the money on the table and then at Weibo. âIt seems Qingyou doesnât like flowersâ¦.â