Zheng Qing naturally didn't take Qiao Yutong's words seriously and said with a smile, "Yutong, I know you can't accept me now, but I will definitely win you over with my sincerity. Sooner or later, you'll accept me."
Seeing Zheng Qing being so shameless, Qiao Yutong thought it was impossible to subtly remind him. She directly shoved the flowers in her hand into the hands of a female police officer passing by and said, "These are for you."
"Ah?" The female officer was initially stunned, then, upon seeing Zheng Qing, she immediately smiled and said, "Director Qiao, I'll help you throw these flowers away."
"Mm!" Qiao Yutong nodded.
Zheng Qing was confident just now, thinking that Qiao Yutong accepting his flowers was a good sign. Actually, Qiao Yutong just didn't want to entangle with him in front of her colleagues.
Now seeing Zheng Qing being so obstinate, she couldn't care less if she offended her classmate Zheng Qing.
