บท 2579: Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (97)

Feng Yunan's voice was neither loud nor soft. The people around them could hear it. When they heard that the president was going to choose a ring, they all guessed that he was going to propose to Miss Wen. Was it because the two of them were about to get married?

No matter what others said, Qiao Ruoxi would never forget the secret marriage agreement between her and Feng Yunan. In front of outsiders, they were like strangers. No, at most, they were superior and subordinate.

He was the boss while she was the lowest-ranking employee.

There was a galaxy between them.

She looked at him as if she was looking at a regular customer, and a professional smile appeared on her face. "May I ask if you prefer a more luxurious style or a simpler and more low-key style?"

"I don't really know. What kind of girls do they like?"