Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Noon.

Stella came back from lunch with her colleagues. She saw a bouquet of fiery red roses when she passed by the front desk. It was especially dazzling. There were 99 roses.

The target was too big. Stella pulled her colleague to the front stage and asked, "Which department is this for?" The receptionist knew Stella and knew that she was the daughter of the chairman of the Yamin Group. When she wasn't working at Yamin Group, she would always look for Christina. She smiled standardly and said, "It's for Ms. March." "March... Ms. March? You're not joking, right?" Stella seemed to have heard something unbelievable. She was so shocked that she did not know what to say. She stood at the front desk in a daze and did not move. Her eyes were fixed on the roses in front of her.

Did her brother have a love rival? Therefore, in the morning, her brother came to look for Ms. March. Ms. March rejected her brother and her mysterious boyfriend turned around to send roses to her to declare his sovereignty.

Her Brother was too pitiful. To think that she and her biological mother had prepared a whole script. It was all a waste.

In just a few minutes, Stella had already imagined a bitter .

The title of the was Thousand-Year Bachelor's sudden confession was rejected, and her real boyfriend beat up Thousand- Year Bachelor.

How sad.

"What are you doing? Why are you so surprised that Ms. March has a boyfriend? Isn't it normal for Ms. March to have a boyfriend at her age? She's good-looking and outstanding. Who doesn't like her?" "Well, you don't understand." Her brother was going to continue being a bachelor. This matter was a little big, and it was difficult to explain.

"I'll help you bring it up to Ms. March. I'm just about to go up." When Stella said that she wanted to bring it up, the receptionist would definitely not stop her and immediately agreed.

The flowers were too big and a little heavy. Stella and Her colleague carried the flowers into the elevator. When the elevator door closed, Stella signaled her colleague to put the flowers on the ground. She didn't have to carry her brother's rival's thing all the time. She took the card and saw that "Hello girlfriend, I'm your boyfriend." Stella was speechless. Why was this person even more stupid than her brother? Was there anyone who wrote cards like this? He was supposed to write ‘a day of loving you’, or ‘missing you." It seemed that Ms. March did not have good taste.

flowers and guessed, "Why do you make it seem like the person who sent the flowers is your love rival? Don't tell me..." "What are you thinking about? Girl, I'm straight. | like men, handsome men." She just didn't want to get married. Not getting married didn't conflict with liking handsome

was skeptical. "Are you really not into Ms. March?" "Really." She only felt sorry for her brother. Brother Blockhead

together to send the flowers to Leia's office.

did not want to continue answering such a sad question. A

She was a little surprised. "Are you sure it was for me?" Stella picked up the card and handed it to Leia. "Yes, your name is written on it." When Leia saw the introduction on the card, she subconsciously smiled. It was quite romantic to imagine Chris writing these words.

It was too low-class.

in the consultation room the entire time. This bouquet of flowers was also a suggestion given to him by Kimble. He said that he had to have a sense of ceremony on their first day together so that she would

to you tomorrow.] Leia didn't want to be so high-profile. The flowers were so big. If one bouquet per day, it would fill the entire office, it wouldn't be good. [No need. This can last for a few days.] Chris didn't stand on ceremony and replied directly. [Alright, let me know

the chat with Leia, Chris replied to his sister. [What's wrong with me? You hope that I'm not good. Can you hope something good for me all day long?] Stella, who received the message, felt that Chris was crazy. She asked out of kindness but was rebuked. [Serves you right for being single.] Chris looked at the word 'single’ on the screen. It was no longer as glaring as before.

At night.

walked slowly in the neighborhood to digest. She walked around the neighborhood a few times and met a few rich wives. They chatted about when Chris was getting married and which family's daughter he found. Some even flaunted their grandsons

dying and help the injured. He always put his career first. The matter of a girlfriend depends on fate. He definitely doesn't like marriage for family. He like to find one himself." "Besides, so what if she's the daughter of a wealthy family? So what if she's a girl from an ordinary family? Her character is the most important. Look at the daughter-in-law that Mrs. Helens found. She's the real daughter of an oil tycoon. Didn't they quarrel every three or two days? She's busy, right, Mrs. Helens?" Mrs. Helens, who was at the side, was rendered speechless by these words. Back then, she was the one who wanted her son to find someone of equal social status. Who knew that he would find an arrogant and domineering person who was pampered? Arich lady said, "You Chris are really too... Your family has such a big business, but he still has to become a doctor. What is he thinking?" Angie replied with a meaningful smile, "It's convenient. For example, Mrs. Belinda, if you're sick in the future, just call me. We'll definitely help

in the neighborhood. She muttered to herself, "Can't | deal with you? You're meddling too much. What do you care if Chris can't find a girlfriend? You can't even control that your husband has a mistress, and you still want to mind our business. You are so idle." In the distance, a man was hugging a woman as if they were making out. From the angle of Angie, the woman was well protected. She was surrounded. The woman's body was wrapped in a black coat, and it was impossible to tell what the girl was wearing. Only a pair

could not see clearly. Coupled with the fact that the man's back was facing her, she was extremely envious of this scene. "Well, if only our Chris could be so proactive. Perhaps | would have grandchildren.” "Young people nowadays are really too much. She has already sent him to the door. Couldn't they just enter directly? Why did they have to kiss him goodbye at the door? Perhaps they're afraid of accidentally making out. They're quite well-behaved.” After walking for a while, Angie turned around curiously. "Hey, it's good to be young. They can kiss however they want." In the courtyard of a villa, the door was open. The woman was pressed against the wall. The man pressed against her body, one hand around her waist, and the other supporting her head. The two of them panted as they looked

early. As soon as she got out of the car, she was pressed against the wall by Chris behind her. Then, he kissed

her grip on the coat in front of Chris's chest. The

eyes to look at the woman in his arms. His ears were also red, and the heat rushed to his brain. After sitting in the office for the

Leia about the off-duty time, he waited at the entrance. When Leia

about it all afternoon. | think the kiss in the morning was too shallow.”