1032: C1032 Peaches Luck

C1032 Peaches Luck

Wang Qianqian did not give up.

She took the cheque and sent the two mercenaries away. She took the money and went straight to the stationery store.

She wanted to buy a gift for Ouyang Qing'an.

A gift that was too expensive would easily make Ouyang Qing'an suspicious. If he chose a pen that was about twenty to thirty thousand yuan, he would be able to give it to her and make Ouyang Qing'an happy.

Such a gift was the best.

"This is it. Wrap it up for me."

Wang Qianqian pointed at the pen in the counter and said to the shop assistant. She took the card and swiped it.

The shop assistant originally had some contempt for her. Seeing her say this, she quickly took out the pen.

"Miss, it's wrapped."

The salesgirl respectfully handed the gift box to her.

Wang Qianqian proudly looked at the salesperson and carried the gift box out of the door.

She very much enjoyed this kind of superior look.

One day, she would firmly hold onto Ouyang Qing'an, this man.

At that time, she could just swipe his card and all his money would be hers.

Wang Qianqian waited for a long time. When Ouyang Qing'an came to work on Thursday, she finally gave him the pen.

"Brother An, I specially picked this for you."

She placed the gift box in front of him. Her voice was as soft as an oriole chirping.

"This pen isn't cheap, right?"

"Yes, it's a total of twenty to thirty thousand. I spent all my savings..."

Wang Qianqian said weakly. Seeing that Ouyang Qing'an's expression was not good, she quickly shut her mouth.

She did not say anymore. He shook his head helplessly.

"Don't buy it next time. Save the money for yourself."

"But I want to thank Big Brother An."

Wang Qianqian opened her eyes wide and looked at him. It made her eyes watery.

"In my heart, Big Brother An is my family. If it wasn't for you, my parents might have caused a ruckus this time. Even if my brother marries a Celestial Immortal, he wouldn't be able to spend two hundred thousand. He's just bullying me."

Her tears rolled down again.

Seeing her shoulders twitching and crying so sadly, Ouyang Qing'an was silent for a moment before he reached out and patted her.

"Go to work."

"Okay."

Wang Qianqian rubbed her eyes and smiled at Ouyang Qing'an.

"Brother An, I'm going."1

She jumped out of the door and seemed to be in a good mood. Looking at her back, Ouyang Qing'an gently rubbed between his brows.

The little girl was not sensible, but he was not that easy to fool.

More than an hour later.

The office door was pushed open again, and the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ground rang out. It was very rhythmic, as if someone had knocked on their heart.

Ouyang Qing'an raised his eyes to look at Xue Xue'er, who was carrying the lunchbox, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm here to give you a heart-shaped lunch."

Xue Xue'er brought the lunch box to him and laid on his desk, staring at him.

"I cooked some barbecued meat at noon. My mom said that we didn't have anything good to eat. She gave you grass and asked me to deliver it to you personally. I came to deliver it to you."

Actually, Xu Fangya said it more straightforwardly.

She asked Ouyang Qing'an to earn money outside and only let the horse run away. She didn't let the horse eat grass. When she saw Xue Xue'er cook the barbecued meat, she insisted on her sending it to him.

She couldn't endure Xu Fangya's nagging and obediently carried the lunchbox over.

"How can there be such delicious grass?"

Ouyang Qing'an smiled and put the meat into his mouth. He gently chewed and tasted it.

The taste of barbecued meat spread in his mouth. He narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

From the beginning, he was conquered by Xue Xue'er's culinary skills. The food she cooked was exactly what he wanted.

"As long as it's delicious."

Xue Xue'er had lunch and was a little bored. Her gaze swept across his desk.

"Where did you get the pen?"

She picked up the pen and looked at the gold-plated pen cap and the specially carved heart-shaped shape. A ray of light flashed across her eyes.

"If I'm not wrong, this is a gift from your good sister. "

"Yes."

Ouyang Qing'an ate the roasted meat and said languidly, "It was Qianqian who bought it. Her parents came to the company to cause trouble and forced her to give 200,000 yuan. I helped her deal with it."

So this was a gift of thanks?

Xue Xue'er raised her eyebrows and put down the pen.

"The gift of thanks is fake, but peach blossom eyes are real. Brother Ouyang, when are you going to give me some gifts?"

Her coquettish voice made Ouyang Qing'an's bones soften.

"Grinding little demoness."

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