"Sir, I don't know you, please refrain from causing such inconveniences. It's really bothersome," Hallie Morgan said forthrightly.
"Ah, how can you say that? If neither of us takes the initiative, how can we have a story? Now that I'm making a move, why don't you respond, so we can have a story?"
Hallie was disgusted, "Please take back these flower arrangements. They're obstructing my work."
"Ah, don't you like flowers? Don't worry, I have other things."
Hallie hung up the call speechlessly, but before noon, she heard someone say, "Miss Morgan, your admirer has sent over lots of desserts and snacks. Wow, quite generous."
"..."
Here we go again.
"I envy you, Miss Morgan, such an ardent wooer. I wish I had one!"
"It's not only about the passion, but also the money."
"My admirer sending me flowers is already exceptional. Seeing you make my heart sick."
Hearing everyone's envious comments, Hallie felt quite distressed.
