Chapter 289

Men should all like that kind of woman who is gentle and small like tangmengqian!

"No."

"Hey?"

Bo Qichen half closed his eyes, but felt nothing. Even if she pretended to be a little white lotus flower or a green tea in front of him, as long as he was willing to pet it, no matter what she did.

"Don't think about it."

Tang Qingge didn't blame himself, but when he said so, he began to blame himself.

The boss is so kind to her, she is really not a thing!

She spurned herself, hurriedly and politely came over and looked up with a smiling face, "boss, you have looked around. Have you decided what gift you want?"

The man's eyes glanced at the nearby tie shop and pursed his lips. "I need a tie clip."

Tie clip, that's quite cheap.

Tang Qingge scratched the back of his head. "What style do you want? I haven't bought a tie clip yet. I don't have this experience."

"But I have bought ties before..."

When Tang Qingge mentioned buying a tie clip, he suddenly remembered that he had bought a tie for Qiao Nancheng before. His face darkened a lot.

In the past, when she fell in love with Qiao Nancheng, she was still in college. At that time, she had too much homework and didn't have much money to buy gifts for Qiao Nancheng. Tang Chengguo didn't give her pocket money. She had to work by herself to save money for gifts.

Later, she bought a tie for Qiao Nancheng. Qiao Nancheng wore it once. Tang Mengqian once said in front of them that his tie looked cheap. Qiao Nancheng's face was a bit ugly, and Tang Qingge's face was white.

Then she never saw Jonah again.

Thinking of Qiao Nan, Tang Qingge felt uncomfortable.

It's well said in the online passage that the scum man is like junk food. Although there is no nutrition in it, it tastes delicious. If you have nothing to aftertaste, the taste is still very sour.

Bo Qichen saw that she looked a little gloomy. It was conceivable who she was thinking about.

His face sank slightly. He patted her on the head, and the force increased a bit, as if he wanted to take someone out of her head.

"Old, boss?"

Tang Qingge covers his head and is stunned.

Bo Qichen's eyes were dark and cold. "I have been with me for so long, and I don't even know what style I like."

"I......"

"It's easy to pick on others."

Wait, who did she pick?

Why does the tone of the big boss look like Lindaiyu of Jia Baoyu, the vinegar and dregs man in the passage?

Bo Qichen's eyes cooled when he found that the little woman was still running in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

His momentum cooled a few degrees.

Tang Qingge was confused.

"I'm going to pick out a gift."

Tang Qingge held his head, resisted the urge to roast, and dared not annoy the great demon king of menopause, so he plunged into the cheapest tie clip store.

Why is he?

Taking gun pills?

There is no one like her to be an employee.

Tang Qingge, who took a lot of effort to select tie clips for Bo Qichen, was cautious and conscientious. Finally, he selected three tie clips that seemed to most conform to the identity and temperament of the boss from his son's full range of tie clips. One was black with a slight pattern, the other was pure black, and the other was red.

She decided to let him have a try. When she came out, the big boss was on the phone again. It seemed that he was just a foreign partner. His lips overflowed with fluent English, his hands were in his pockets, and his posture was tall and straight, like an aristocrat.