Chapter 4205 Because of Love 10

He first looked at Ding Qingying. He had something to say, but he didn't know where to say it.

Ding Qingying didn't ask any more questions, just looked at him indifferently.

"Yesterday she confessed to me. Later, after we got together, I suddenly realized that I didn't seem to love her. The person I loved was you!"

Ying Yizhe has a dignified appearance and elegant conversation. When he sits here, his whole person seems to glow.

People can't help but look towards him.

"..."

Ding Qingqing looked at him with a cold face, still using the same bloody routine as in the original plot.

Oh, now that I have discovered that I like myself, I will confess to myself and then be with myself.

After that, if you don’t like yourself anymore, you kick yourself away and pursue your love.

Anyway, it's all hurt in the name of love, so it doesn't count as hurt.

Just like what we are, we follow love.

If there is no love, why are we still together?

"Qingming, I know your thoughts, they must be the same as mine."

Ying Yizhe's tone of voice was full of affirmation.

"Sorry, that's really different."

Ding Qingying laughed it off, this kind of person is really the best.

"How can it be!?"

Ying Yizhe was slightly startled, this was impossible, he had clearly had feelings before.

This cannot be wrong.

"How is it impossible? Do you think that you are so charming that any woman will lose her soul when she sees you?"

Ding Qingming sneered, his moon-like eyes filled with cold light.

"I--"

When Ying Yizhe said this, his expression suddenly became very ugly.

"I'm just helping Bu Mianmian. Now that I've been honest with you, just stay together! I wish you happiness!"

After Ding Qingying finished speaking, he raised his hand slightly, which meant that Ying Yizhe could leave.

Ying Yizhe's expression was very ugly. He tried his best to look normal and walked out with a smile.

Seeing Ying Yizhe's pretentious expression, Ding Qingqing also smiled.

He stood up and left the chair, returning to his office.

In the following days, Ying Yizhe would send a bouquet of flowers to Ding Qingming's office every day.

Today it is a bouquet of roses, tomorrow it is a bouquet of lilies, and every day a bouquet of flowers is different.

He also specially put a card inside the bouquet with the language of flowers and love written on it.

Ding Qingqing didn't even look at it, and directly asked the girls in the office to divide the flowers.

Girls are naturally fond of flowers. Since Ding Qingying didn't want them, these girls kept them.

Ten days later, Ding Qingqing received a bouquet of chrysanthemums.

She frowned, and the girls in the company also had strange expressions.

Have you ever seen someone give you chrysanthemums?

Isn't this an insult?

"Qingming——"

At this time, Ying Yizhe walked in from outside.

"The flower language of chrysanthemum is... noble, pure, I love you... Of course, this is what I mainly say, I... love... you!"

Ying Yizhe said affectionately.

"The little daisies grow in the cold wind. This also represents our love, which also thrives in the cold wind! Qingming, please accept my love for you!"

After saying this, Ying Yizhe knelt on one knee on the ground.

His eyes had just been looking at the girls around him, and everyone looked shocked.