I thought for a moment, carefully probing, "Why do you like her?"
Riche: "Does liking someone need a reason?"
That was a good answer.
If I wasn't the suspected target of his affection, I would have applauded him.
I couldn't be too obvious, so I had to resort to a more direct approach!
I gritted my teeth and typed, "You two are practically strangers now. You should start by naturally increasing your interactions and secretly finding out what she likes. Then, anonymously give her a few surprises. Once you're more familiar, you can confess your feelings. Take it slow."
Riche: "What kind of surprises?"
"For example, send her a unique bouquet."
......
I didn't sleep a wink that night. As soon as the sun rose, I rushed to the office.
I had been stressing to Zenon that the bouquet had to be one-of-a-kind, just in case it was meant for me.
However, as I stepped into the office, I was dumbfounded.
There were flowers on my desk.
And on every single desk as far as the eye could see.
Every. Single. One.
Even the guys had flowers on their desks.
And damn it, everyone's bouquet was different!
"One-of-a-kind" didn't mean giving everyone different flowers!
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