"What's with these people?" Su Qingnuan lowered her voice and sighed. "They're randomly giving me stuff. Do they have too much money to spend?"
Seeing her puzzled expression, Gu Xiaoxiao chuckled softly. "This isn't random flattery—they're doing it on purpose."
"On purpose?" Su Qingnuan looked even more confused. "What do you mean?"
"Exactly what it sounds like." Gu Xiaoxiao smiled mysteriously. "If you want to know, go home and ask your Mr. Fu."
At the mention of Mr. Fu, Su Qingnuan's face darkened.
"Don't bring up Mr. Fu with me. Do you even know what's been giving me the biggest headache lately?"
Gu Xiaoxiao chuckled lightly. "Why are you in such a rush? Honestly, I think Mr. Fu might not be able to stay quiet for too long. He'll probably come to talk to you himself."
Not likely...
From the way it looked, she feared Mr. Fu might never talk to her again.
