134: The Biggest Paparazzi I

The Biggest Paparazzi I

She swung the door shut before he could form a reply.0

Her exit resulted a moment of pondering by the president as he leaned against his seat, with his eyes staring at the ceiling in blank dismay, silence flooding his ears. It lasted for a few seconds before he dialed the landline.

Of course, his fanboy was the one the president called, as he arrived with an excited smile, shouting "Brother Ting! I just saw a giant bouquet of roses at the rubbish bin out there! Those are Ecuador roses! Do you know how expensive those are? I can't imagine any woman throwing these precious," he walked towards his lord whose brows were raised up high, looking delighted.

"When did you learn all these fancy information about roses?" Said Huo, with the remnants of his rage all wiped away all of a sudden.

"Well, I'm your greatest assistant after all. Of course I have to learn bit of everything, who knows, you might be in urge of sending lassies flowers out of the blue and what if I can't give you a solid suggestion on spot? It would hurt my conscience to remain at your side," replied Huo Li as he grooved that stern, hostile-looking features of his face. It sure could cause people a speechless moment whenever he showed his humorous personality in conversations.

"So, Brother Ting, what's the sitch?"

"Uh…" Huo thought for a moment, "The mayor's birthday dinner. Get me the security visuals that night. Also, investigate any contact Lin Jingzhi had made recently, as well as his whereabouts."

"No problem, sir!" Huo Li flicked his finger, "Easy peasy lemon squeezy."

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The chief secretary had been restless the whole day. There were times when she photocopied the back page of a document, stapled the paperworks upside down, adding three sachets of creamer instead of sugar, accidentally exiting Microsoft Word without saving. The gestures were probably easily-overlooked for most of the girls at the office, except for that one Lady Detective herself.

Lin Yazhi had peeked at everything and she would let off that adorable giggle when Lu moaned briefly or stuttered in surprise from time to time.

When the clock hit 5 o' clock, Lu ran away from the office immediately. Well, if you have a possessive boss who also happens to be your husband and some random men shoved you a large bouquet of premium roses out of nowhere, you would probably do the same.

That was when Lu bumped into another man, also holding a bouquet of roses so huge that it blocked his entire face.

Is today an early Black Friday sales for roses?

She skilfully dodged the incoming man. She seriously had enough with all these secret admirers around.

"Lu Zhaoyang!" Unexpectedly, the fanatic screamed on top of his lungs.

She turned her head back, only to find out that it was Tang Mu - her classmate back in college.

"Yes…?" Her voice trailed off in major confusion.

"Free for dinner tonight?" Invited Tang Mu, with roses to her arm.

Is today whatever those colored Valentines' Day that I'm not aware of?

Roses, roses are everywhere…

"No, thank you," declined she, coldly.

If her possessive president-husband saw them at the entrance, she would be executed tonight.

And that was when she heard that familiar trail of steps ringing nonchalantly behind her.

The rattle of leather shoes, the clatter of heels…

The sweet voice of a girl.

"Oh~ Ting, where shall we head for dinner tonight?"

Of all times, they picked now for a debut. Thank you very much, god.

"Oh, if it wasn't Mr. Tang. You came to pick Zhaoyang up?" Said Mo Shan suggestively at them, "How romantic of you to bring roses to Lu. They are gorgeous!"

"And why Zhaoyang? Why aren't you responding to his invitation? Oh!" Mo Shan formed a wide "O" of her lips, "Don't tell me! Don't tell me that you don't like Mr. Tang, because you already have somebody else in mind?!"

It was part of Mo Shan's plot to let Huo Yunting know that Lu was none other than a promiscuous woman who would go hug other men even if there was chemistry between them.

And Yunting would act! It would be unreasonable if he did not take this seriously and ditch that Zhaoyang!

"Ms. Mo is right with her words. I do have somebody in my mind. And that's not you. Sorry, Tang Mu."

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