Returning with cubs, ex-husband begged for reunion

"The sender is Miss Sheng, so I brought it directly to you."

Lao Zhou respectfully delivered the exquisite gift box to Fu Chenmo.

Fu Chenmo was a little surprised when he received the gift, "Sent by Sheng Nanzhi?"

"Well, it was placed at the front desk early in the morning. Ms. Sheng must have thought about it."

Fu Chenmo opened the gift box. In the middle of the gift box was a white gold ring with a simple design. The inner circle of the ring was engraved with 'cm' by hand.

Lao Zhou kept staring at Fu Chenmo's expression, but found that the other party's mood didn't seem to have changed.

After a few seconds, he raised his head and looked at him, "Don't you have anything else to do?"

"what?"

Lao Zhou was stunned and didn't react for a while.

"Don't you need to prepare for the upcoming meeting? Don't you need to distribute the documents I signed last week? Are you all right?"

Lao Zhou realized that he was letting him go.

"Well, I have something to do, and I can't finish it. I'll go to work now, Mr. Fu. The meeting I'm waiting for will start in a quarter of an hour. It's in the meeting room on the top floor."

"Well, let's go."

Until Lao Zhou left, Fu Chenmo was in a calm mood, but when the door of the president's office was closed, Fu Chenmo couldn't wait to put the ring on his hand.

Appreciate it repeatedly until Lao Zhou knocked on the door, "Mr. Fu, you are already 10 minutes late for the meeting."

Only then did Fu Chenmo open the door, "What are you in a hurry for?"

in the conference room.

Fu Chenmo flipped through the proposals made by the top management again, and the ring on his hand was particularly conspicuous.

Lao Zhou wondered, do you like it so much?Can't wait to put it on after receiving it?You were late for the meeting just now, so you can't just admire the ring on your own, right?

After noticing Lao Zhou's eyes, Fu Chenmo glanced over, and Lao Zhou withdrew his gaze in panic, pretending to look down at the paper document in front of him.

After the meeting was over, Fu Chenmo had to hurry to inspect the project development zone in the north of the city. As soon as he left the door of the meeting room, the high-level executives started discussing one after another.

"Mr. Fu is wearing a ring, have you all seen it?"

"Who can't see this, it's so high-profile! This ring should be an engagement ring with Ms. Lin, right? After all, it doesn't look like an expensive ring to me, so it must have a special meaning."

Sure enough, no matter what status people are, they like gossip.

"Isn't that the engagement ring with Ms. Lin? It seems that the marriage is not far away. As soon as the news of this wave of marriage is released, it is estimated that Fu's stock will continue to rise again!"

Lao Zhou packed up the items in front of him, feeling like everyone was drunk and the only one sober.

He really wanted to tell this group of executives that the ring was not an engagement ring with Miss Lin at all, but as the president's personal assistant, Lao Zhou did a great job of keeping his mouth shut.

Sheng Nanzhi was busy in the studio all morning, and she left the studio at lunch time and went downstairs to choose a restaurant.

While waiting for the dishes, she looked at the time, it was time, Fu Chenmo should have received her gift, right?

After the simple lunch was served, Sheng Nanzhi played with her mobile phone while eating, typing something into the dialog box with Fu Chenmo.

The development project team in the north of the city insisted on taking Fu Chenmo to have lunch together.

During the dinner, Fu Chenmo was a little absent-minded.

The phone screen suddenly lights up.

<Have you received the gift? >

Fu Chenmo raised his eyebrows, someone came to toast, he waved his hand, "You guys drink, I won't drink today."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and replied the message.

<Well, got it. >

Sheng Nanzhi, who was eating, couldn't help sighing, "It's so cold."

Fu Chenmo originally thought that the other party would send him a message, but what he never expected was that the chat stopped so abruptly.

He was visibly upset.

The person on the side asked: "Boss Fu, is the food not to your liking?"

Fu Chenmo absently glanced down at the plain ring on his hand, his brows seemed to be knotted, "No, I'm just dealing with some personal matters."

He lowered his head and quickly typed a string of words.

<Don't you ask me if I like it? >

Sheng Nanzhi picked up the phone after eating and paying the bill, and only then did she see the message from Fu Chenmo.

<It’s not an expensive gift, I don’t expect you to like it, it’s a little bit of my heart, I apologize for letting you go.