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Chapter 192: Reappearing Tulips

Or does he also think that she must have a compelling reason?

Impossible, he was already completely disheartened and despaired of her.

He wished she would never appear in front of him again, or disappear from this city.

He must be upset today and took the wrong path. It must be!

Everything about her has nothing to do with him, he no longer knows this woman, she is no longer the Yu Keqing, she is just the general manager of Xutian.

From then on, she no longer had the slightest relationship with him...

He will only have endless hatred for her, and he and she will only be two balanced lines that can never intersect... In this life, they can't intersect!

He glanced at the gate and was about to start the car and leave. Two figures suddenly appeared in front of the gate, one was slim and beautiful, the other was handsome and tall.

The two seemed to be talking about something. The man smiled for a while and waved his hands in prayer.

Yu Keqing was indifferent for a while, then smiled. Finally, she nodded. The man was full of excitement and hugged her shoulders tightly.

At that moment, a raging flame burst out from his chest. The flames suddenly shot up to his head, burning his facial features, and smoke suddenly burst out from all his orifices.

His whole body exuded a strong aura of violence, like a lion that had discovered an animal that shouldn't be on its territory and wanted to pounce on it at any time, fighting desperately.

Endless anger grew from his heart and slowly flowed into every blood vessel in his body. His whole body was filled with anger, as if it was about to explode.

The color of his face kept changing between hot and cold, with only the touch of blood on his lips still bright...

The secretary walked in with a huge smile and said, "Manager Yu, someone gave you a beautiful bouquet of flowers."

"Put it down." Yu Keqing was still working seriously without raising her head. Perhaps this kind of thing was too common, as tasteless as drinking plain water.

A trace of lonely thoughts suddenly floated out of her heart. Once, there was a bouquet of flowers on her desk every day, a flower she loved very much.

However, as spring passed and autumn came, everything suddenly changed. Maybe that romantic purple and elegant bouquet might never appear in front of her again.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel lost and could no longer concentrate. She put down the document, leaned back softly on the chair, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the bouquet of flowers from the corner of her eye.


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