Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Noon.

Stella cback 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 cto 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.

Her colleague saw that she had been sighing ever since she saw the 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. I like men, handsmen." She just didn't want to get married.

Not getting married didn't conflict with liking handsmen.

The colleague was skeptical. "Are you really not into Ms. March?" "Really." She only felt sorry for her brother. Brother Blockhead was too useless. Someone had already beaten him to it.

The two of them worked together to send the flowers to Leia's office. The people at the work desk looked over with gossipy eyes. Their eyes were filled with questions. Stella did not want to continue answering such a sad question. A colleague kindly helped open the door.

The two of them carried the flowers in, and the other left directly, leaving Stella alone in the office. She glanced at Leia, who was working. "Ms. March, the flowers from your boyfriend. I'll put them here for you." Hearing this, Leia looked up and saw a huge bouquet. She was a little surprised. "Are you sure it was for me?" Stella picked up the card and handed it to Leia. "Yes, your nis written on it." When Leia saw the introduction on the card, she subconsciously smiled. It was quite romantic to imagine Chris writing these words. "Thank you. You can go out." Seeing this, Stella understood. She was 100% sure that Ms. March had a boyfriend. She turned around in a low mood and walked out of the office. She took out her phone and sent a message to her brother. Although her brother was a bachelor, the Yamin family would never steal a woman even if he was a bachelor for the rest of his life.

It was too low-class.

Stella In order not to hurt her brother, she searched for the right words. [Brother, are you alright?] Chris was resting today. He had been staying 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 not think that he was stingy. However, Kimble did not know that the one was Leia.

Chris, who was in a good mood, did not have tto reply to her sister's message. At this moment, he was replying to his warm girlfriend. [It's good that you like it. I'll send it 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, letknow if you need anything.] Leia looked at the message and found it funny. [Yes, I'll work first.] Chris replied, [Okay, Girlfriend.] After reading the last message, Leia smiled again. However, she did not reply. She really felt that Chris was not as mature as he looked. In his bones, there was still scuteness and innocence.

Exiting 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 forall 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. He replied happily in his heart. [I'm willing.] Stella was so angry that she didn't even plan to tell her brother the truth. She cursed in her heart.

At night.

Angie ate too much and 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. Seven flaunted their grandsons and granddaughters.

Angie could only think in her heart that she did not look at the almanac when she went out, but she was still relatively generous and appropriate on the face. She maintained the politeness that she should have. "Chris like to save the 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? A rich lady said, "You Chris are really too... Your family has such a big business, but he still has to beca 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 arrange it." The rich lady wanted to scold her, but when she met Angie's sincere gaze, she couldn't say anything. It looked like she really wanted to help.

In the end, they parted on bad terms after a few words. A few rich wives left disinterestedly, leaving Angie alone 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 of nude high-heeled boots could be seen.

Raising her head, the man's tall figure covered the woman's face. No matter how good Angie's vision was, she 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 at each other.

Five minutes ago, Leia got off work early. As soon as she got out of the car, she was pressed against the wall by Chris behind her. Then, he kissed her without warning. She almost suffocated from the kiss. From his kissing skills, it could be seen that Chris was unskilled.

Leia subconsciously tightened her grip on the coat in front of Chris's chest. The coat was unbuttoned, and the sides becan umbrella that completely covered her figure.

Her ears and cheeks were flushed red, and her lips were still wet. He did not know whose it was, but Chris lowered his 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 entire afternoon, his mind was filled with light kisses with Leia.

After asking Leia about the off-duty time, he waited at the entrance. When Leia entered the courtyard, he followed her in.

Panting, his voice was a little hoarse. He said bluntly, "I'm sorry. | couldn't hold it in. I've been thinking about it all afternoon. | think the kiss in the morning was too shallow." Leia suddenly raised her head, wanting to see how he could say such straightforward words. She was stunned for a moment. She saw that the man was speaking in a serious manner, as if he was speaking his heart normally.

He didn't seem to feel that something was wrong at all. He couldn't be more honest.

Leia smiled at his honesty and cuteness. "Have you always been so honest?" Chris was a little flustered. He thought that she didn't like his honesty. "I don't know how to lie. I just like you. If you don't like it, I'll try to change. But | don't know how to lie." He didn't like it either. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dealt with organs.

She could see the panic on his face. She moved her hand down and tightened her grip on his. "Pretty good. | don't like men who lie either." Hearing this, Chris smiled and hugged Leia tightly. He didn't say that he wanted to go in and sit for a while. He behaved himself. He wanted to go in and take a look at Leia's living environment, but he was afraid that it would be too abrupt to propose such a condition on the first day they were together.

In the end, he held it in and planned to go in after a long time.

At that time, he wouldn't have to cout anymore. Chris thought to himself.

He was in a good mood.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the watch on his wrist and realized that it was getting late. He knew that Leia had a hard time. Although he was reluctant, he couldn't hug her outside all night. "Go in. See you in the morning." Leia felt that Chris really knew his limits. She smiled and said goodbye. "Bye. See you tomorrow morning." The two of them were reluctant to part, but Leia was also reserved. She did not invite Chris in, but the speed of the door closing becslow-motion. It was only when there was only a gap between the door and the frthat Chris's face could not be seen that the door was gently closed.

Chris did not leave immediately. He stood there for a while before turning around to leave. He carefully closed the door of Leia's courtyard and looked at the villa that he wanted to enter. Finally, he walked towards his own villa.

On the way, Chris was overjoyed. He reached out to touch his lips. It was as if there was still Leia's warmth. His heart was pounding, and he walked briskly.