White chrysanthemums…
Those flowers were meant for dead people!
The atmosphere in the office became heavy. Even Morrison could sense an overwhelming pressure.
However, it only lasted for a moment. Qi Feng soon put on a sweet smile, the same one that made Gu Lingsha fell for him. He even forgot how unhappy he had been just a while ago.
Qi Feng slowly took the flowers and signed his name.
"Please thank CEO Xi for me." His smile was warm and gentle.
Morrison was confused about the chill that just ran down his spine.
"CEO Xi also wishes you a speedy recovery. Goodbye!" The young man then left.
Giving him these flowers and wishing him a speedy recovery? Did she really think he did not know what the flower language was?
Qi Feng looked at the white chrysanthemums and smiled.
Xi Xiaye?
Interesting…
