The cp I'm smoking is fake [entertainment circle]

Cheng Guanyue left City C early the next morning to catch a plane back to City A early in the morning.

Ye Tingfeng received a call from Sister Yu in the afternoon, saying that Cheng Guanyue had arrived and was attending the event as usual.

Sister Yu was a little worried about Cheng Guanyue's state.

It's not that Cheng Guanyue looks abnormal, it's just that she received a call from Cheng's mother.

When Cheng's mother called, sister Yu had just picked up Cheng Guanyue from the airport, so the call was picked up.

Cheng Guanyue's tone comforted her mother gently, without the slightest hint of impatience.

When she returned the phone to Sister Yu, she looked normal and didn't seem to be troubled.

But Sister Yu was inexplicably uneasy.

"Mrs. Cheng seems to be in a bad mood. They didn't quarrel last night, did they?" Sister Yu asked Ye Tingfeng worriedly.

"It's okay." Ye Tingfeng said, "My parents were there last night, and Auntie is fine."

Sister Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't feel completely at ease: "Speaking of which, Guanyue suddenly ran to City C this time, too. Wasn't it fine before? Why did she suddenly go there? Is it because of the family? about it?"

She recalled the private quarrel between Ye Tingfeng and Cheng Guanyue.

Originally, she thought that as time went by, the two would be able to gradually reconcile, and it would never affect the progress of the concert or even subsequent joint activities.

But now she's not sure again.

"Are you and Guanyue...arguing again?" Sister Yu asked.

"...No." Ye Tingfeng paused, and put on a more accurate statement, "It's not a quarrel."

So there is really a contradiction?

"Why did you guys quarrel?" Sister Yu's tone became a little more serious, "Are you sure there is really no problem? I'm worried that you two—"

"No problem." Ye Tingfeng interrupted her, "Guanyue should be very cooperative with the company's requirements after returning."

"That's true..." Sister Yu's tone was slightly hesitant.

Cheng Guanyue can be regarded as a respectful person, even if he went back and forth to City C in private, he could clearly see the fatigue between his brows when he got off the plane.

But once she entered the working state, she was in better condition than anyone else. When the partner met Sister Yu, they could only praise Cheng Guanyue.

And no matter how Sister Yu was terrified of the relationship between the two in private, Cheng Guanyue never made any mistakes on the surface. Except for those who were close and only based on malicious speculation, almost no one really thought that the two had broken up.

Just the fact that there were conflicts was still kept secret.

From the fact that those CP fans are still updating their content on a daily basis, it is enough to see that there is absolutely no problem with their bright image.

"Then are you really having conflicts because of personal matters that don't affect your work?" Sister Yu confirmed again.

"It won't affect work." Ye Tingfeng replied.

But other than that, after thinking about it for a moment, she decided to give Sister Yu a little insight first.

Ye Tingfeng hinted implicitly: "Part of the reason may be emotional problems."

Sister Yu:?

The four big words "emotional problems" went back and forth in Sister Yu's mind three or four times, and on the fifth time, she finally wrote out the four words she heard from Ye Tingfeng's mouth clearly.

Sister Yu was shocked: "You guys really have your eyes on the same man?"

Ye Tingfeng: "..."

"That's not true." Ye Tingfeng's tone was rather tactful.

"That's good." Sister Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a woman." Ye Tingfeng continued.

"..." Sister Yu didn't come up in one breath, and was almost suffocated on the spot.

Ji Fuzhou sneezed again.

"Have a cold?" Wang Bingxiao asked worriedly.

"Maybe someone scolded me behind my back." After Ji Fuzhou finished speaking, he felt that this sentence appeared frequently recently, and after a moment of silence, he added the possibility, "It may also be because I am allergic to pollen."

"Didn't you never have allergies in spring before? The flowers on the road are blooming all the way, and there are catkins floating around. You are fine."

Recalling the past, Wang Bingxiao only felt that Ji Fuzhou's physical fitness could only be described by adjectives such as "healthy" and "strong"-of course it was a bit exaggerated, but it could also refer to Ji Fuzhou's health. Allergies have never been a problem. It never happened to her.

"But I have never received so many flowers before."

Ji Fuzhou pointed to the bouquet of roses that occupied most of her table.

After a superficial scan, there must be dozens of flowers, a bright red one, and the packaging is quite delicate.

Wang Bingxiao looked in the direction of her finger, and then fell silent.

After Cheng Guanyue left, Ji Fuzhou gradually began to return to work in the company.

Because the concert is gradually getting back on track, Ye Tingfeng's foot injury has almost healed, and after Cheng Guanyue's visit, the cooperation has been completely finalized. The preliminary design plan has been finalized, and there are almost no changes. Possibility of partner company too.

The boss breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped urging Ji Fuzhou to curry favor with Ye Tingfeng.

It just so happened that the company has become a little busy recently, and a colleague had an accident at home, so she asked Ji Fuzhou for help, she told Ye Tingfeng, and then returned to the company.

Ji Fuzhou originally only thought that he had returned to the peaceful daily life before Ye Tingfeng came, but he didn't realize that the troubles had just begun.

From the day Ji Fuzhou returned to the company, the florist downstairs would send her a bouquet of roses every morning.

It is said that there are 99 flowers, but Ji Fuzhou didn't count them.

But there was no signature on the bouquet, and the people in the flower shop didn't leave a word. They took money to do things, but they just followed the instructions of the customers on the phone, but they didn't know the identity of the other party.

Even if Ji Fuzhou clearly refuses, it is useless, and a different flower shop will deliver it the next day.

This is the seventh day of sending flowers.

Colleagues were still joking about her meeting a wealthy suitor at first, but after a few days, many people looked at her in the wrong way.

People who were close to him gradually felt that something was wrong.

From the perspective of this incident alone, it is quite creepy.

Especially Ji Fuzhou couldn't guess who sent the flowers.

"Recently, Teacher Ye and I have been habitually watching the people around us again and again when we go in and out, and we haven't met any strangers at all." Ji Fuzhou felt a little helpless when he was questioned, "If I knew a possible partner, I would have gone to him to settle the score gone."

The act of sending flowers can barely be called romantic once, but it is just troublesome three times, four times or five times.

Some people have already started to put Ji Fuzhou in the position of a gold-worshiping green tea girl——

The other party's sincerity was already so obvious, so many roses were sent over without blinking an eye, but Ji Fuzhou wanted to show off, maybe he just wanted to take the opportunity to show off, or deliberately hang the other party.

This word spread in a small area, and even if it was occasionally mentioned in the tea room, it would be immediately refuted.

Ji Fuzhou's popularity in the company is still good.

But after all, some people think so, and some people say that Ji Fuzhou is not such a person, but once he eats the brainwashing package, he will inevitably mutter in his heart.

Ji Fuzhou could feel the changes in those gazes.

But no one believes that there will be local tyrants who are bored to do charity and burn money for fun, sending so many roses without even keeping a name.

Wang Bingxiao defended with others several times in private, but in the end she followed Ji Fuzhou and scolded the nameless flower giver.

——In just a few days, her attitude has changed 180 degrees from the teasing and teasing at the beginning.

She also felt the trouble caused by this behavior.

"I said you'd better tell the boss, don't let those who send flowers in." Wang Bingxiao sighed, staring at those words and feeling a little worried, "It's a pity that such a beautiful thing, do you want to throw it away today?"

"I asked someone from another flower shop to collect it." Ji Fuzhou had already called and made an appointment with the other party to come and pick it up when he got off work.

"Or let's call the police." Wang Bingxiao suggested.

"Then let our company go on social news together?" Ji Fuzhou sighed.

The boss hinted to her several times, overtly and secretly, not to make a fuss about it.

After all, it’s just sending roses—the signal of courtship is obvious, there’s no need to make a fuss, it’s better to think about possible objects.

Calling the police is not doing the company any good.

Ji Fuzhou did not encounter a real threat to her life, and she didn't want to mobilize others. Now she is the only one who is troubled, and she will not be easily put down by others, so she simply gives up.

But it's not a good thing to go on like this.

Ji Fuzhou felt very headache.

Could it be Cheng Guanyue?

Such a thought flashed through Ji Fuzhou's mind, but she quickly denied it.

Although it was true that Cheng Guanyue began to receive flowers after she went back, why did Cheng Guanyue send her flowers when she had nothing to do?

Even if you want to express your apology, there is no need to mobilize so many people.

Ji Fuzhou didn't think about it any further.

When Ye Tingfeng arrived at the company, Ji Fuzhou was about to leave work.

The owner of the florist was about to arrive at the downstairs of the company, so Ji Fuzhou took the flowers and prepared to send them out.

Walking to the door of the company, she bumped into Ye Tingfeng head-on.

"Did you receive it again today?" Ye Tingfeng frowned slightly when he saw the flowers in Ji Fuzhou's hand.

She also heard about Ji Fuzhou's recent receipt of flowers.

But recently, she was busy with the concert, so she didn't meet Ji Fuzhou very much in the company, and this was the first time she saw the flowers she received.

Warm red roses, changing places and backgrounds are naked|naked|naked|public expressions of love.

But the lack of attribution and source made this matter a little bit different.

Ye Tingfeng was also a little worried about Ji Fuzhou's safety.

What if he really met a pervert?

No matter how powerful Ji Fuzhou is, he can't hold back Ye Tingfeng's worries about it.

"Is there still no name?" Ye Tingfeng continued to ask.

"No." Ji Fuzhou sighed helplessly, then remembered something, and took out a card from the middle of the bouquet, "There is a greeting card, but there is nothing written on it."

"Call the police directly—"

Before Ye Tingfeng could finish his sentence, his eyes swept over the card Ji Fuzhou handed over, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

"—Have you had it before?" Ye Tingfeng asked.

"It seems to be there, I didn't look carefully." Ji Fuzhou thought for a while, and replied, "It was the first time, the second time, and I didn't pay much attention to some of them in the next few times. They didn't write anyway."

"What kind of greeting cards are they?"

"They're all prepared by the flower shop. They don't look like anything special. The card from the day before yesterday was still a Christmas card."

Ji Fuzhou raised his hand forward, Ye Tingfeng reached out to take the flowers in her hand, and Ji Fuzhou took out his mobile phone with his hands free.

"I took these few photos." Ji Fuzhou turned to the photo album and gave Ye Tingfeng a look.

"..." Ye Tingfeng was obviously silent.

But also visibly relaxed.

At least it's not some unknown potential stalker and killer.

"Do you know who sent it?" Ji Fuzhou noticed the change in Ye Tingfeng's expression.

"Probably." Ye Tingfeng's expression was a little blank.

"Who is it?" Ji Fuzhou asked naturally.

Ye Tingfeng stared at the moon elements in the background of the greeting card—many of them blended into the background and were inconspicuous, but Ye Tingfeng knew the other party's bad habits very well, so he solved the puzzle at a glance.

Maybe the other party was waiting for such a moment——

Ji Fuzhou was staring at Ye Tingfeng expectantly, waiting for her to announce the answer.

Ye Tingfeng swallowed the name that was on his lips, and let out words one by one between his teeth: "... just a childish psychopath."

The person who sent the flowers was Cheng Guanyue.

The puzzle was not worth mentioning in front of Ye Tingfeng, but she solved it easily, and in the end she still had to tell Ji Fuzhou the details.

But after Ye Tingfeng guessed the truth, there was only rising anger in his heart.

She appeased Ji Fuzhou first, and reassured that she was not a stalker, and only needed to treat it as a prank.

Ji Fuzhou probably realized something from her expression, so he didn't ask any further, but obediently waited for her "I'll explain to you later".

The "after" that Ye Tingfeng said must have that "after".

Those flowers were still given to the flower shop owner by Ji Fuzhou for recycling as the ending and disposed of.

After returning, Ye Tingfeng called Cheng Guanyue.

It was time for dinner, and Cheng Guanyue might have a dinner or some kind of event. She has been very busy recently.

But as soon as the call was made, it was connected within two rings.

Cheng Guanyue seemed to be waiting for this call.

Ye Tingfeng had already gotten enough information from this silent reaction, and she couldn't help frowning.

"Why did you send flowers to Ji Fuzhou?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Cheng Guanyue smiled back and asked, "I'm going to chase her."

"I thought you weren't such a self-inflicted person." Ye Tingfeng responded coldly.

Ji Fuzhou should have made it clear to her long ago.

Ye Tingfeng didn't believe that Cheng Guanyue would really be so drunk that he lost his memory.

It's nothing more than deceiving myself and others again.

"I thought you knew that I was the most unbearable person." Cheng Guanyue replied with the same sentence pattern, "In my life dictionary, there is no word'admit defeat'."

She treats it like a game.

A match started with Ye Tingfeng and Ji Fuzhou at the same time.

She wanted Ye Tingfeng to admit defeat to her, and Ji Fuzhou to compromise with her.

"Are you sure you really like her?" Ye Tingfeng has always been aware of this, but now he can't help but start to doubt.

"What do you think?" Cheng Guanyue asked softly, and then asked himself and answered, "I don't know, but I know I can't give up on her now."

So what if you like it, so what if you don't like it.

If she wants it, she has to grab it.

As for not liking it - that was after she won the trophy.

The initial annoyance was forcibly suppressed, Ye Tingfeng's brain gradually calmed down, and she realized the subtle inconsistencies in Cheng Guanyue's tone.

——That's a bit like Cheng's mother's tone of voice.

"...Your attitude doesn't seem like you're chasing someone at all." Ye Tingfeng took a step back temporarily, trying to reason with Cheng Guanyue, "That will only bring her a lot of trouble, no matter what your purpose is, Aren't you the last person to bother others?"

"Chasing people is different." Cheng Guanyue didn't care, "I don't care what happens in the future, as long as she turns around and admits, she will still like me—"

"Isn't she just like that?"

"What do you think you can get in exchange for your restraint? Just like ten years ago, you can only stay in the corner like a heroine of a bitter drama, staring at her and others to flirt with each other?"

"People like Ji Fuzhou are only moved by passionate emotions, and the more they lack something, the more they cling to it."

"No matter how much you do for her in secret, even if you sacrifice your life, it's still not worth saying a hundred words 'I love you' in her ear."

"She lacks love, so I'll give it to her until she accepts it."

An attitude that was so tough that it was incompatible with her gentle tone, it just made people feel scalp tingling.

Ye Tingfeng frowned, and finally couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Are you sick?"

Cheng Guanyue finally stopped talking, and suddenly sneered: "Didn't you already know that?"

The author has something to say: Cheng: (Crazy batch of words balabala)

Ye: Are you sick? (While frantically picking and taking notes)

After all, Guanyue still has some experience in chasing floating boats (bushi)

I’ve been busy with the New Year’s work recently, running from morning to night, I’m a little too tired qaq, so today I’m going to do less and more, I want to rest early

In short, there is no need to wait for the update today, it will be added tomorrow

There will be nothing to do tomorrow, and I will update as usual after that, okay?

感谢在2021-02-0900:14:10~2021-02-0923:51:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Zhao Mianzhong, Yu Yin, and Hei Li;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Rxc is easier said than done 6 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!