The CEO's office, Lin Yingying stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, her face clouded with gloom as she stared downstairs.
Long Fei had been silently suffering from his heartbreak for several days, and she began to wonder if he might have taken a flight with Malaysia Airlines.
Nowadays, flying is so unsafe, who knows, you might just vanish while in mid-air one day.
She rubbed her head, feeling an overwhelming headache.
Muttering to herself, she guessed that it was probably because the only man around her was Long Fei, which made her unconsciously think about him.
It's a physiological reaction, not love.
Lin Yingying told herself and after a short while, there was a knock at the door.
She spoke in a dejected tone, "Come in!"
The door opened and a bouquet of blue roses was brought in.
The roses numbered ninety-nine, seductively fragrant and eye-catching, causing the female white-collars to scream incessantly all the way.
