"OK, thank you."


    Song Zhe is thanking the man who points the way.


    Shen Jiayan picked his eyebrows, so someone wanted to give Su Mi this big bunch of high-profile and tacky roses?


    He sneered, "are you going to the studio on the third floor? I can show you the way."


    Hearing the sound, Song Zhe saw that it was Shen Jiayan and immediately refused, "don''t bother. I''ll go up myself."


    Song Zhe pushed the bouquet to the elevator. Who knows that the bouquet is too big to successfully push the elevator.


    Shen Jiayan followed up from behind and said enthusiastically, "help him."


    "OK."


    Shen Jiayan''s assistant answered and came forward to help. Shen Jiayan said to Song Zhe, "go first, and then tilt the float. You can get into the elevator."


    Song Zhe regretted that it was too big, and he should have asked several people to send flowers together.


    But now he can only accept help. He advanced the elevator. With the help, the float tilted and was included in the elevator.


    On the third floor, when I got out of the elevator, I stood under Shen Jiayan at the door of the elevator and lifted the bouquet. The assistant kicked out the cart under the bouquet. The three people slowly moved the bouquet out and put it on the cart.


    "Thank you!"


    "Oh, no thanks!"


    Song Zhe just thanked him. Shen Jiayan suddenly picked up his lips and showed a bad smile. Then he lifted his foot and kicked it on Song Zhe''s stomach.


    Song Zhe was totally unprepared. He was kicked back a few steps and crashed directly into the elevator.


    He hasn''t recovered yet. A card has been thrown in.


    "You bought the flowers, Mr. Shen. It''s hard, man! Let''s go!"


    Then the elevator door closed slowly. Song Zhe''s face changed greatly. He hurriedly got up to block the elevator door, but it was still a step late. The elevator door had been closed and was falling slowly.


    "Fuck!"


    Song Zhe couldn''t help swearing and kicked on the elevator door.


    Outside the elevator, Shen Jiayan pushed the roses towards the studio, and several female artists just surrounded Su ruoro.


    Seeing Shen Jiayan pushing flowers, he suddenly stopped.


    "How is the banquet cart? Who is it for?"


    "Sister Ruo, it''s not for you."


    "You know, it''s said that brother Yan''s life experience is very mysterious. Maybe it''s some famous young master. Otherwise, he will play the leading role when he makes his debut. He doesn''t play much, but he''s so hot?"


    "Even if I don''t have a back, I''d like to die if I chase you."


    Several female artists around Su ruoro immediately flooded with girls'' hearts. Shen Jiayan was pushed with blue roses, and Su''s face turned red and her heart beat.


    At this time, Shen Jiayan''s eyes brightened and suddenly shouted, "honey!"


    Su MI is coming out of the studio and her bag is left in the previous studio.


    When she heard the cry, she turned her head and saw a huge float parked in the corridor. The blue roses were charming, and Shen Jiayan was wearing a white suit like prince charming. She stood behind the float and was looking at her.


    Su MI was stunned and blinked. Before she could react, Shen Jiayan began to sing love songs to her.


    He sang his own song, "love at first sight".


    Su MI, "..."


    She looked at Shen Jiayan with crazy eyes, but the onlookers around her were very excited, booing, video, and the scene was hot.


    "However, I fell in love with you at first sight and fell in love with you at first sight..."


    Shen Jiayan affectionately finished singing, took out a blue rose from the bouquet, walked to Su MI and knelt down on one knee.


    "Su MI, be my girlfriend."


    Su MI, "..."


    She looked at the blue rose in front of her, stared silently and whispered, "what are you doing?"


    Shen Jiayan picked his eyebrows very seriously, "confess that I''m so serious that you can''t see it?"


    Su MI, "..."


    This is what Song Zhe saw when he rushed out of the elevator.


    A crowd gathered around there, and someone shouted for Su Mi to promise quickly.


    Song Zhe felt that his eyes were black. It was over, it was all over.


    If you let the young master know that the young master sent flowers to Miss Su for the first time, even if he was cut off and confessed to Miss Su, the young master had to chop him.


    Song Zhe takes a deep breath and plans to rush up to find Shen Jiayan.


    But Zhang Jingyin rushed with people from the other side, angrily dragged Su MI and stared at Shen Jiayan.


    "Come with me!"


    Zhang Jingyin''s assistants are persuading and supervising everyone to delete the video and keep it confidential.


    It was still noisy just now. Now it''s all scattered. Song Zhe has no chance to explain. He lies on the railing and has an impulse to jump from here.


    "Sister Ruo, are you okay?"


    Like Song Zhe, Su ruoro is in a bad mood.


    She was holding the bouquet of roses and felt that she had been beaten in the face by Su MI.


    Next to a female artist''s concerned and flattering voice, it sounded like irony in Su ruo''s ears.


    Her angry face turned green and distorted. She turned back and smashed the bouquet of roses on the female artist''s face, and then went straight away in high heels.


    The female artist was scratched to her face by rose thorns, screamed, looked at Su ruo''s back and yelled.


    "It''s just rotten goods that people sleep out. What''s your pride!"


    Song Zhe was worrying on his forehead. He thought again and again. He still had to tell Fu Yichen about it.


    Otherwise, when Fu Yichen knows about it from other places, he will die even worse.


    He went to a quiet place and dialed the phone.


    "The flowers arrived? Did she like them? Did she say anything?"


    In the president''s office of Diye, Fu Yichen put down his signature pen and answered the phone attentively, looking forward to it.


    Song Zhe''s face turned whiter. "Well, young master, there''s a little problem..."


    Song Zhe trembled and said what had just happened. The silence on the mobile phone made him flustered.


    "Young master, I''m careless. I''m not good at doing things..."


    "Oh, you let other men use the flowers I sent to confess to my woman? Song Zhe, are you kidding?"


    Fu Yichen''s voice finally sounded on the other end of the mobile phone, but the voice was cold, just like with ice.


    Song Zhe''s forehead is sweating. He also hopes he''s telling jokes.


    "Young master, I......"


    "Did she accept it?"


    Fu Yichen took a deep breath, which controlled him from smashing his mobile phone, and continued to ask.


    "No! No! Miss Su seems surprised. She didn''t accept Shen smelly boy''s confession!"


    Fu Yichen breathed a sigh of relief and then roared, "Song Zhe! You can die!"


    Song Zhe, "..."


    On the other side of the mobile phone, Fu Yichen hung up. His chest fluctuated angrily. He stood up and went out.


    The smelly boy of the Shen family had better not leave, or he will catch up with the Shen family. He also wants to let the smelly boy know that if he Prys into the corner of Fu Yichen, he must be ready to be smashed to death!