Inside Zhou Xiaolan's office, apart from her, there were a few female clerks who mostly handled phone calls. Now, seeing Ling Zhengwei holding a bouquet of flowers and wandering outside, they found it amusing.
"Xiaolan, look who's here?" A female colleague next to Zhou Xiaolan asked.
Zhou Xiaolan was on the phone and hadn't noticed.
Suddenly hearing her colleague mention it, she looked up, and wasn't it her ex-husband Ling Zhengwei?
Ling Zhengwei was holding the bouquet of flowers, standing outside the door. What did it mean?
Was he trying to give her flowers?
Zhou Xiaolan felt it was too late!
When she was with Ling Zhengwei before, he didn't understand a bit of romance. Now that he does, it's truly late. Zhou Xiaolan paid no attention and didn't look outside.
As the time neared the end of the workday, more and more printing factory workers saw Ling Zhengwei holding the flowers outside his ex-wife's office, seemingly guessing Ling Zhengwei's intentions.
