The next day, Liu Yang enters her office with another bouquet of flowers on her desk. This time she recognizes them – they are pink tulips.
She once again finds another card with a handwritten note on it.
'I really can't wait to see you, Yang. I'm coming soon.'
"Ooh! Editor has a suitor!"
Liu Yang's secretary teases behind her. Thankfully, there are still a few people inside the office, or else everyone will flock to her office and gossip.
"Who is it this time?" Liu Yang asks, her eyes not leaving the card, analyzing whose hand wrote it.
Is it from one of her friends? Are they pranking her?
"Based on the handwriting from the note yesterday, I think it's the same person, Editor," her secretary peeks behind her shoulder.
Liu Yang gives her a side-eye, making the secretary step back.
"You're right. But who could it be?"
