Flowers, Song Qinghuan thought after receiving them once, there wouldn't be a second time. However, she hadn't expected that the next day, more flowers arrived. Looking at her table which was now akin to a sea of flowers, Song Qinghuan decided to spread the goodwill and gave those glaringly red roses to her colleagues.
She was utterly puzzled. She had no idea who could be so generous, sending her so many roses on two consecutive days, without leaving any signature, only asking her to sign for receipt!
Because of these roses, Song Qinghuan was restless all day, incessantly guessing who the sender could be.
She remained preoccupied until almost the end of her workday.
For the past two days, she had been in a daze and had not accomplished much during working hours.
Yesterday, it was because of the flowers, Shi Yuhan, and Zhan Jie. Today, it was still about the flowers, and of course, Shi Yuhan and Zhan Jie.
