Chapter 905 Trampling Her Love Underfoot

Before Meng Ying left, there was only one request, that is, to keep the flower in the most conspicuous position at the front desk until Mu Yuansheng saw it.

In the afternoon, Mu Yuansheng came out of the elevator, and at a glance, he saw the bouquet of fiery red roses on the front desk, which was exactly the same as the one brought in by the secretary yesterday.

He just took a look and left without asking.

The receptionist kept his eyes down, afraid that Boss Mu would see it, and also afraid that he would not see it.

Fortunately, Mu Zong saw it and didn't say anything.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and then hugged the flower down.

For half a month, Mu Yuansheng would see that bouquet of roses after get off work.

On this day, when Mu Yuansheng got off work, he would reflexively go to the front desk. It was clean and there was nothing extra.

He left without expression.

The next day, Mu Yuansheng looked at the front desk again after get off work, but there was still nothing.

That woman finally calmed down.

When Mu Yuansheng walked out of the company, the driver had already driven the car outside.

As soon as he passed by, he saw a flamboyant and dazzling figure standing beside his car, smiling at him like a flower.

The moment he saw her, Mu Yuansheng frowned slightly. For a moment, he wanted to retreat.

If he retreats, this woman probably thinks he is afraid of her.

Mu Yuansheng walked over boldly, without changing his face, and moved towards Meng Ying as indifferently as a lump of ice.

"Boss Mu." The driver stood aside with an embarrassed look on his face.

As soon as he stopped the car, the woman leaned over to block the car, originally he politely asked the woman to stay away, but she smiled and said to him: "The person you pick up is also the one I'm waiting for. "

Meng Ying originally wanted to say that the person he picked up was hers.

Mu Yuansheng stood in front of Meng Ying, with obvious impatience in his eyes.

If it weren't for his good quality, he would probably have kicked him away.

"I have something to do in the past two days, so I didn't send flowers. But when I'm done, I can't wait to turn myself into a flower for you." Meng Ying put her hands behind her back, and she didn't know how to conjure a flower. Roses, hand them to him.

This kind of trick is completely a trick for men to tease girls, but she did it.

Mu Yuansheng had never seen such a thick-skinned woman, it seemed that she didn't know what shame was, and she didn't know how to look at people's faces.

He gave her a cold look, but stretched out his hand and took the rose.

Meng Ying raised her brows lightly, unexpectedly he would take it, with a smile on her brows and eyes.

In the next second, Meng Ying frowned.

He took the flowers over, his eyes still on her face, but extraordinarily pale.

let go.

The flower fell to the ground, and he stepped on it.

Meng Ying's anger surged up in an instant, even if he rejected her, she was not angry at all, but now, trampling Hua under her feet in front of her is like trampling her love under her feet.

If it were anyone else, it wouldn't be easy for him.

Mu Yuansheng ignored the anger on her face, walked around to the other side, and got into the car.

Seeing this, the driver hurried into the car and started driving.

The action was fast, without any hesitation or hesitation.

After Mu Yuansheng did this, he also saw Meng Ying's expression. Only by doing so can she retreat from difficulties.

His eyes turned to the outside of the car, and he saw the rearview mirror unnaturally.

The red shadow is still faint.

...

Meng Ying returned home with a bad face.

Meng Ming knew that she was preoccupied with how to win Mu Yuansheng, and she had never seen her face like this before, but today her face was so gloomy that it was frightening, and she guessed that Mu Yuansheng was angry with her.

Now that she was in a bad mood, Meng Ming didn't dare to poke her sore spots.