Rebirth (9)
Editor: Millman97
Song Qingchun picked up another rose, and the red rose petals fell from her fingertips one after another. He loves me. He loves me, right? That should be it, or else there is no reason for him to treat me so nicely. But… But this, but that, my god, I'm going crazy!
Song Qingchun slammed the rose angrily on the table. The assistant, who was still in the room, took a deep breath and jumped several steps back.
Song Qingchun was then reminded that there was still someone else in her office. She used her fingers to massage her temples and told her assistant weakly, "Thank you, you can go now."
"Yes, Miss Song." As if worried that Song Qingchun would swallow her whole if she stayed in her room any longer, she blurted out an affirmative and left.