"Red roses? Were they from you? Are those red roses on my desk every morning sent by you?" Luo Qingli was still wondering who would be so bored to keep sending her roses, and it turned out to be Qin Lang.
"So, how do you like them? I specifically had them cultivated, and each one was carefully selected," Qin Lang said, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"I don't like them, Chairman Qin. You don't have to send me these anymore. I really don't like them, and others might misunderstand that you are pursuing me. Those red roses, I've given them all away." Luo Qingli's expression was somewhat unpleasant. What on earth is Qin Lang trying to do?
"Don't like red roses? How about switching to Blue Enchantress?" Qin Lang acted as if he didn't understand Luo Qingli's rejection. "Jinjin, can't you feel it? I am indeed pursuing you! From the first time I saw you, I fell for you. This might be what they call love at first sight!"
