Gu Nuannuan's face instantly flushed red, when she thought of those words, she felt ashamed. "Don't investigate. If you want to investigate, you have to wait until we leave. Otherwise, where will the president's wife's face go!"

The people around him respectfully put down their actions and watched the superior and his wife leave.

Jiang Chenyu looked at the little wife who was alive and kicking, and the joy in his heart was intertwined.

When the elevator arrived, the two entered.

The person from the president's office immediately opened the webpage, and then the office made another cry.

In the elevator.

Gu Nuannuan blushed when they said, but her husband asked her: "What is the flower language of 12 bouquets of roses?"

"You don't have a mobile phone, so you can't check it yourself." She said shyly with a small mouth.

Jiang Chenyu: "I want to hear from you."

Gu Nuannuan pursed her lips, and when she thought of that sentence, she was ashamed to say it.

The man was still waiting for her words, Gu Nuannuan's tangled expressions became more and more, and she stirred with her fingers, "Husband, you just know it in your heart."

"If you don't tell me, I don't know."

The man just wanted her to say what he wanted to hear. He teased his little wife everywhere, "Xiao Nuan, say it, you don't have to be shy about everything with your husband." He emphasized again: " We are husband and wife."

Gu Nuannuan thinks that flowers can be given away, why is she shy now? After tangled for a moment, she said, "Its flower language is: love for you is increasing day by day."

President Jiang laughed when he heard this.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he wanted to hug his little wife and rub her into his bones again, and love him in his own way.

Jiang Chenyu suppressed the shock in his heart, his face was calm, and he instructed, "Remember what you said, and your love for me must increase day by day."

"No, husband, this is the language of flowers." Xiao Nuan pursed her lips coquettishly.

Jiang Chenyu: "You send flowers, and the language of flowers is what you express."

The elevator door opened.

Jiang's Group Hall, a once in a century scene.

I saw their godlike CEO, holding a rose in his hand, and a girl walking out of the elevator, the girl puffed up and seemed unhappy? ! However, the president of their family smiled like a spring breeze.

Suddenly, the people around thought of the girl who was running in the company building with a rose in her hand just now.

It turned out that the person who was fortunate enough to receive the rose was the president. And that cute little girl who runs is probably the rumored wife!

The discussion is a blessing.

Jiang Chenyu received roses.

Some of his brothers knew about this for some reason.

The group of five exploded.

Bai Chen: "The major news in Z city is all related to our famous President Jiang. Which one should you listen to first?"

Nangong Zi of Chaozhou, "One by one."

Bai Chen: "To vent your anger for your wife, buy Z University, and give it to your sweet wife."

Nangong Zi: “…”

Zhen Xi: “…”

Yan Zhenyu, the only one who was more stable, questioned, "How real?"

They all felt that Jiang Chenyu was not the kind of impulsive person. He would never act impulsively when he bought a company, unless he made money.

Acquisition of a university, with limited profits, is exhausting, and Mr. Jiang, who is aloof, will never do this.

To be investigated.

Zhen Xi disappeared for three minutes, and then reappeared, he corroborated Bai Chen's screenshot, "It's true, the educational administration system has issued a public notice."

This time, it was Yan Zhenyu's turn to send "...".

"Guys, this isn't the most shocking. Look at the pictures."

Bai Chen released the picture of Jiang Chenyu wearing a suit, holding flowers, and holding his little wife.

Yan Zhenyu: "Chen Yu gave someone a rose? He doesn't have a similar personality."

Zhen Xi joined the discussion, "That can't be given to him by someone else, with his face that no one is allowed to enter, who would dare to give it away?"

Bai Chen said: "Whether it is given to others by President Jiang or given to President Jiang by others, don't you think it is incredible that he is holding a rose in his hand? "

Nangongzi's focus is always something that people don't understand. He zoomed in on the picture. "Is he holding a wife or a new love? Looking at his hand, he is holding it so tightly that he is afraid of losing it."

He and Gu Nuannuan only had one relationship. After leaving, he had long forgotten her appearance, so he was a little uncertain.

Zhen Xi asked again: "Xiaobai, is this a picture of your p? We Chenyu's cold and arrogant temper, he can hold a rose in his hand and lead the girl to walk in the company, being treated as a monkey by the people around him. Onlookers?"

The long-disappeared man became active in the group, "I didn't send the roses, I received the roses."

As calm as Yan Zhenyu, he is no longer calm, "Damn! Has the number been stolen?"

As surprised as Nangong Zi, he was surprised "Received?"

Sturdy as Zhenxi: "Did you use money to force a little girl to buy it for you?"

The top floor of Milo Western Restaurant.

Jiang Chenyu did not go home with his wife. After they called the family and told them not to go home for dinner at night, he took his wife to the most high-end western restaurant in Z city.

He usually dislikes western steak, but for the occasion, and for the romantic date that his little wife said, he came here with his little wife who would enjoy it.

The frequent vibrations of the group news made Jiang Chenyu take a look.

I was talking about him.

Today, he was in a good mood, and the group was bubbling, and by the way, he corrected the mistakes in his friend's words.

I didn't expect that my reply would cause such a strong response.

He glanced at the little girl sitting across from him who was ordering food, and at the bright rose beside him.

Mr. Jiang's Adam's apple rolled, and he put the flowers in his wife's arms.

Gu Nuannuan was confused, "Husband, what's the matter, you don't want it anymore?"

How could Jiang Chenyu not want it, he wanted to show his good brother the flowers that he could receive from his sweet wife, "You hold it, I'll take a picture of you and send it over."

Gu Nuannuan pouted, "Who did you send it to?"

"Yan Zhenyu, Zhen Xi, Nangong Zi and Bai Chen."

Gu Nuannuan remembered that they had a chance to meet once. These four people are her husband's good brothers, "Wait!" She put the flower on the table, got up with her bag on her back, and asked the manager who was accompanying her, "Where is the bathroom?"

The manager immediately showed Gu Nuannuan the way.

She said: "Husband, wait for me for a while."

She was going to the bathroom to touch up her makeup. It was the first time she appeared in the form of a photo in front of her husband's friends. Chen Yu's wife is really beautiful.

She looks good, and her husband's face also shines.

After a while, Gu Nuannuan appeared.

She painted a light makeup, fresh and lovely. The brows were brushed with some light brown eyebrow powder, and the corners of the eyes were drawn with a small warped tail. The lips were already supple and tender, but I don't know what she painted, and they became even more radiant.

"Is your mouth oiled?" asked Mr. Jiang, a straight man who didn't understand.

Gu Xiaonuan walked over and slapped her husband's shoulder, "This is lip glaze, lip glaze."

"Oh, lip oil." President Jiang's heart: Isn't that still oil?

Gu Nuannuan felt for the first time that there was a generation gap with her husband. "Husband, this is called a lip glaze, a glaze-colored glaze. It's not a lip oil~"

It's a shame that he still has a business empire under his command.