The familiar voice reached Bo Yanshen's ears, making his back stiff.

He turned his head slowly and met Shang Lingyi's clear red eyes.

Shang Lingyi glanced at Bo Yanshen, and then picked up a large bouquet of roses beside his table.

She smelled the rose in her bosom, "It's quite fragrant, but not as fragrant as yours."

The flirtatious words made Bo Yanshen's cheeks warm up, his gaze passed over Shang Lingyi, and he was afraid to meet her eyes.

"The flowers were prepared by my special assistant Bo Yi."

The implication is: this has nothing to do with me.

Hearing this, Shang Lingyi chuckled lightly, and seeing Bo Yanshen's slightly red ears, she felt a lot better.

"Really? The flowers prepared by Bo Yi... why did you give them to you? Confess to you? Did you accept?" She deliberately misunderstood, with a bit of a sour tone in her tone, like a girl who was raped because of her boyfriend. A little girl who is coveted by others and jealous.

Bo Yan pursed her lips deeply, her handsome face was taut, as if she was enduring something.

Shang Lingyi didn't rush, but just waited quietly.

After a long time, Bo Yanshen finally opened his mouth and said, "The flowers... I confiscated them, so don't make trouble, okay?"

"You confiscated it. How could such a large bouquet of red roses be on your desk? Yan Shen, your lying skills have deteriorated a lot." Shang Lingyi fiddled with the rose petals in her hand, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more obvious.

After she said this, Bo Yanshen fell silent again.

He should have settled for this bouquet of roses sooner!

"Aren't you going to tell the truth?"

Shang Lingyi raised her eyes, her crimson pupils were full of playful light, so bright that no one could ignore it.

She knows it.

Such a sentence flashed through Bo Yanshen's mind, but Shang Lingyi just liked to pretend that he didn't understand, forcing him to speak his mind.

He didn't understand why Shang Lingyi had such vicious interests.

But he knew that if he didn't tell the truth, Shang Lingyi would never let him go.

Bo Yan rolled his throat deeply, knowing that he couldn't hide it, he simply confessed: "I want it..."

"Oh?"

Shang Lingyi raised her eyebrows, she was playing with the delicate red rose in her hand, a sly look flashed across her eyes.

"What is it for?"

Bo Yan pursed his lips deeply, lowered his eyes, seemed a little self-violent-self-abandoned, he was silent for a while before answering: "For you."

"Why did you send me roses?" Shang Lingyi asked knowingly.

Bo Yan frowned deeply, with a hint of confusion in his tone: "I don't know, it's just a momentary obsession..."

Shang Lingyi never expected such an answer, she stared blankly at Bo Yanshen, speechless for a long while.

Bo Yanshen didn't lie, which means that these roses were really just a whim of his, but... If he really was a whim, why did he send her 88 red roses?

Does he really have no idea what the 88 red roses represent, or is it just a coincidence?

As we all know, the flower language of red roses is "I love you every day".

The red rose has always been the flower of love, symbolizing the hottest love between lovers; in mythology, the red rose combines love and beauty, is not only the incarnation of the god of beauty, but also melted into the blood of the god of love, and is popular all over the world. It is the universal language of expressing love.

But different numbers of red roses also have different meanings, especially 88, which is a very special number.

Because 88 red roses represent: make up for the mistakes made with heart, and hope to be forgiven!

Shang Lingyi turned her deep gaze from the rose to Bo Yanshen's beautiful face, feeling complicated in her heart.

Bo Yanshen lowered his eyes, subconsciously avoiding Shang Lingyi's sight.

She pursed her lips, but after all, she still didn't ask the question she wanted to ask.

No matter what, for her and Bo Yanshen, pretending to be stupid is the best choice now.

It is impossible for her to let go of everything she once had, no matter what!

"Okay, let's not talk about this. I'm here to pick you up. Is there anything you need to bring home?" Shang Lingyi put the rose on the table and changed the subject.

Bo Yan shook his head deeply, his voice was calm, but the expression on his face was unnatural for a moment: "No... Shall we fly back?"

Hearing this, Shang Lingyi raised her eyebrows, a bright light flashed across her eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "If you like to fly, I will take you back. Of course, there are other options."

Hearing what Shang Lingyi said, Bo Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Then let's drive back, it's safe, Mu Chi is downstairs."

"If you don't drive, it's easy to give away your whereabouts. After all, your car is too conspicuous, and you can tell it's yours at a glance." Shang Lingyi said lightly.

Hearing what Shang Lingyi said, Bo Yanshen suddenly had an ominous premonition: "You mean..."

"Guess?" Shang Lingyi raised the corners of her lips with a smile like a flower, and a strange and cold light flowed in those clear eyes.

Bo Yan's heart skipped a beat, but he still held on, not being rude: "In this case, I'll send Mu Chi a message first, and then... let's go back together."

Shang Lingyi nodded and didn't say anything else, but those beautiful phoenix eyes grew darker.

Her eyes kept falling on Bo Yanshen's body, admiring his nervousness, uneasiness, and forbearance.

Here, facing Shang Lingyi's machine-like gaze, Bo Yan quickly dialed Mu Chi's phone number with his fingers.

As soon as the phone was connected, Mu Chi's voice came: "Master, are you and Miss Shang planning to go back by yourself or by car?"

I have to say, in this regard, Mu Chi did a great job!

"Shall I bring you your suitcase?"

Mu Chi had a hunch for a long time that he might never drive his master again...

Bo Yanshen didn't say a word here, but Mu Chi said everything he wanted to say.

In the end, he just replied silently: "Send it up."

"Mu Chi is pretty good." Shang Lingyi heard the conversation between Bo Yanshen and Mu Chi, and praised him.

Bo Yanshen: "..."

What did Shang Lingyi do to make her assistant Mu Chi think this way?

Although it saves his time, he doesn't need this saving!

……

Three minutes later, Mu Chi brought Bo Yanshen's suitcase to the office door.

He was about to knock on the door when he heard a woman's voice from inside.

"come in."

Hearing this, Mu Chi didn't think much, just opened the door and walked in.

When he saw the scene in the room, he couldn't help but froze.

Because at this time, his master was sitting on Miss Shang Lingyi's lap, with a shy(?) face.And Shang Lingyi sat in Bo Yanshen's seat, that majestic aura seemed to be pointing the country, noble and elegant.

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