Suddenly, the red light on the secretary's desk jumped, interrupting her thoughts. She pressed the call button and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Vice President Zheng, President Han...oh no, it's your husband who wants to have lunch with you. You just said that you are not allowed to disturb you today, so I didn't dare to let him in."
"It's okay, let him in...wait, I have a call...let him in in five minutes." Putting down the phone, Zheng Tianai hurriedly exited all programs and switched the computer to screen saver mode. His father was right,
Be careful with your ship. Although Han Murphy seems to have no aggressive attitude recently, God knows what he is thinking.
After a while, Han Murphy opened the door and walked in. At first glance, it looked no different from usual.
"Tian Ai, I passed by the Hualong Bank Building today and happened to be hungry. I thought you were there, so let's see if we can have lunch together?"
Looking at Han Murphy who was getting closer, Zheng Tianai raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Okay, but I am quite busy today, so I can only make do with it in the restaurant of Hualong Bank."
Han Feifei came over, leaned against her desk and said, "No problem. Since... you invited me to dinner and reciprocated, I'll give you something as a gift."
Give her something? Zheng Tianai's heart was beating with excitement, and her cheeks felt hot: "Why did you suddenly think of giving me something?"
Han Murphy leaned down in front of her, his deep eyes filled with charming light: "Tian Ai, you forgot, your birthday will be in a few days."
Han Feifei didn't say anything, but Zheng Tianai had really forgotten about this matter. Recently, he was always thinking about the financial crisis and nothing else. "It's just a birthday, why do you bother?"
"No matter how young you are, it's your birthday and you always need a gift."
"Why don't you give it to me on that day?"
"When that day comes, I'm afraid there will be too many people celebrating for you. You know, I don't like the excitement, so I gave it to you in advance."
Zheng Tianai stretched out his hand and hooked Han Murphy's neck: "Murphy, you are my husband. You can't hide in the corner all the time."
"Tian Ai..." Han Murphy's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled tightly, and his voice became heavier: "Can you give me some more time? Some shadows are not easy to come out of."
Zheng Tianai threw herself into Han Murphy's arms, hugged him, and said affectionately: "Murphy, I will wait for you. Even if you ask me to wait for you forever, I will wait for you and wait for you willingly."
Han Murphy gently pushed her away and took out a sky blue box from his pocket: "Tian Ai, guess what's inside?"
Looking at the medium-sized box, Zheng Tianai thought for a moment and said, "With this size, it shouldn't be a ring. It can only be a pendant, or a bracelet, or something like that."
"That's not okay. This is called mass killing. It must be precise."
Zheng Tianai pursed her lips in displeasure and said coquettishly: "Murphy, I don't have clairvoyance. How can I guess what's inside just by looking at the box?"
Han Murphy chuckled "haha", raised his eyebrows like a teenager, and said: "Well, let's play a game. I will be your eyes and guide you to guess what's inside."
"Murphy, I don't understand." Zheng Tianai asked puzzledly.
"It's very simple." Han Murphy raised his hand, took off the silk scarf from her neck, and said, "I will cover your eyes with the silk scarf and hold your hand...