"What?" Daisy was obviously stunned. "Why? Will not you fire me?"

The woman standing at the door smiled. "If you want to get fired, why do you call your boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend?"

Daisy and I spoke at the same time.

Daisy said with a strange face, "When did I have a boyfriend?"

The woman at the door looked strange. "Don't you have a boyfriend? He's in the leadership office. Your boyfriend's eloquence is really good. In a few words, the guest said she will drop the lawsuit."

When Daisy heard it, she rushed out of the conference room inexplicably.

I followed, saw her enter an office, and I stood behind.

Daisy went in and left the door open, and I saw someone standing there. It was Jack!

Jack sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. He narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Daisy, and said, "Hey dear!"

"Who is your dear?" Daisy hit him directly with her bag and said to the leader, "He is not my boyfriend."

"Sorry, we have been quarreling recently."

Jack said it calmly.

When the leader of Daisy heard it, he understood, "Oh, you can solve it yourself."

"Yes." Jack said as he stood up. He wanted to hook Daisy's waist, but she was severely thrown away.

But Daisy wasn't stupid, knowing she couldn't make trouble in the leadership office.

Although she was reluctant, she came out with Jack.

When they got out, Daisy looked at him and said, "Who asked you to help me?"

"I think you're in trouble, so I'm here to help you." Jack felt aggrieved. "I can help you solve this perfectly. Why do you blame me?"

"How do you solve it perfectly? By impersonating my boyfriend, is it perfect?"

Daisy scolded him.

Jack nodded. "Yeah, I think it is a perfect solution."

Daisy didn't want to ignore him and pulled me away.

Jack followed, "Daisy, I was wrong about that day. I did not realize you were the first time. You knew I should have been gentle. I..."

"Bang!"

Jack didn't finish talking. Daisy turned her head and raised her hand.

She gave him a firm slap.

Daisy looked at him and her eyes were red. "Should you be gentle? Let me tell you, Jack, I'm not the same person as you, nor the women around you! This matter is over. I beg you never to appear in my life again! You and your scumbag Sean let me and June go!"

"I am sorry."

"Are you sorry? If there is a time machine that can take me back to that day, I will forgive you, otherwise I won't talk to you!"

Daisy's words were clear, too.

There will be no time machine, and she will not forgive him.

Daisy pulled me downstairs.

Jack kept following and saying in the back, "Daisy, I am wrong. I really like you. I told my family that I have a girl who I really like, and I will marry you if you agree."

"Ha-ha." Daisy turned around. "Marry me? Why can you marry me?"

"I said I would be responsible for you." Jack said.

"Are you responsible for me?" Daisy listened and laughed, pointing at his crotch. "Sorry, I think you're dirty."

Jack's expression was awkward.

But he was still after Daisy.

She opened the door and was about to get in. Jack rushed over, jammed the door, and said earnestly, "Daisy, I'm serious about you, I can't change what happened before. As long as you say, I will do everything in the future for you."

I looked at Jack.

It felt like he was really serious.

But how long can he be serious?

After Sean, I really dared not help Daisy with any ideas.

But Daisy had a good idea.

She stood upright and didn't rush to close the door, looked up or down at Jack, and put on a commercial smile. "Jack, if you want me to be your girlfriend, there is a premise."

"What?"

"You can't touch other woman for two years so I can think about it."

When Daisy finished, Jack froze.

But soon he said, "I promise you, and I will not touch other woman for two years."

Daisy wasn't surprised by his response, "I can't oversee you anyway."

When she was finished, she pushed Jack away, closed the door, and left.

But on the way back, I felt like Daisy was not in such a bad mood.

The day after tomorrow, Daisy worked as usual.

She sent me a message in the lounge before she got on the plane.

I was kind of relieved.

I moved back to York No.1, and my connection with Ming gradually increased.

But I was starting to focus on hiring in other cities.

One of them asked me for an interview.

When I was flying a few miles away, the interviewer asked me, "Why do you wear a mask?"

I told the truth.

He asked me to take off my mask.

When I took off my mask, the interviewer frowned slightly and said, "I am sorry that our company can not hire you."

To be honest, I was used to things that haven't been hired, but it was the first time I've ever met a person who refused me like this.

I felt terrible.

I went back to York and told Ming about it.

He listened quietly and patted my head, "Wait until your face recovers. I will support you this year. Although I don't make much money, I still have enough to support you."

"Thank you."

I didn't need Ming.

But what he said made me happy.

In a flash, it was January 13.

According to the previous wedding invitation, on the 14th, everyone can go to the airport near Sean's island, where Sean arranges a number of yachts to pick up guests for the wedding banquet.

At night, I sat at my desk.

I took out the pen and paper.

I haven't written with a pen for a long time. I used to use a computer or cell phone for everything.

Writing letters seemed to be a thing of the last century.

I looked at the paper in front of me and thought about how to write the story.

At first I wrote a long, long story, but when I was halfway through it, I felt ridiculous.

Why did I write so long? Was I expecting something?

There was nothing to expect anymore.

On second thought, I ended up writing a line on the paper-

[Sixteen years ago, I rescued a boy from a construction site near the orphanage.

I gave him my heart after that day;

I thought you were him, but now I know you are not him;

The boy who grabbed my horns while passing by me smiled better than you;

Besides, he won't lie.]

After I finished writing, I folded the letter and put it in the envelope with $ 3,000 as a gift.

The envelope was stuffed.

After that, I put my name on the back of the envelope.