"I didn't send her flowers."
"Zhou Yi is your personal assistant. If his sending flowers is not enough, what, do you want to go on stage yourself?"
Ji Chengzhou's smile deepened around the corners of his mouth, "Zhou Yi represents the company, not me personally."
She didn't believe him for a second.
Previously, several celebrities got on stage, and the company did arrange for people to send flowers, but it was never Zhou Yi. Why was it Zhou Yi who went up when it came to Mu Yiyao?
"Ji Chengzhou..." Su Yang wanted to say something more but was interrupted by the sudden arrival of Mu Yiyao, "Chengzhou."
Ji Chengzhou's smile faded from his face, and he looked at Mu Yiyao with a light expression, "What are you doing here?"
She was supposed to be backstage, not here.
Mu Yiyao, holding the flowers that Zhou Yi had just sent her, had a smile on her face that was even more beautiful than the fresh flowers, "The flowers are beautiful, thank you."
