He Shiwen's facial expression was slightly awkward, but she still managed a smile and seated herself with feigned elegance.
Ji Nanfeng glanced at her, then turned and took the roses and the gift from Secretary Zhou's hands and gave them to her: "For you."
"Th-thank you," He Shiwen received the gift and flowers with the coy shyness of a young woman.
She hugged the roses to her chest and took a gentle sniff before handing them to the assistant behind her. She then took the gift that was on the table, opened it, and upon glancing at it, her face lit up with delight: "It's beautiful!"
"As long as you like it," Ji Nanfeng responded with a nonchalant nod.
Though he was giving a gift, his expression remained as detached and cool as ever, undisturbed by any ripples.
At this, Secretary Zhou finally understood why his boss had said there was no need to know.
Indeed, there was no need to know. Just hand over the gift, no superfluous words necessary!
