Evil Chief's Personal Sweetheart

"You are beautiful!"

The makeup artist sighed with emotion. Clove smiled, "Thank you for your praise. How much do you need for this makeup?"

"Lady, the bill is calculated together with the room fee. Thank you for your patronage."

"Can you tell me how much it will cost?"

Although she didn't need to spend the money, she still wanted to know how big the gap was between the noble class and the commoners.

"This is just makeup. It doesn't have any hairstyle. It's only two thousand yuan."

Clove smacked her lips. It's just a make-up, do you want it to be so wasteful?

"I can consider it. Next time, I will make my own makeup and have the boss pay for it. Just give it to me directly. I can give him a discount!"

Clove said in her mind as she got up and left the dressing room and went upstairs.

Zhan Hua stretched out his arms. Lian Feng was currently donning a snow-white suit over Yuan Zhanghua's body.

Clove quickly walked over and took over Lian Feng's work. Serving the Demon Boss to change his clothes had always been her job. She didn't expect that Lian Feng, a strong man who also held several positions, would still have to do this job.

Lian Feng retreated a few steps and stood behind Yuan Zhanghua. He watched as Clove bent down and helped Yuan Zhanghua dress and button up a purple tulip before inserting it into Yuan Zhanghua's breast pocket.

He really wanted to say, "We've all left!"

Instead of stretching his neck out, he turned around and looked at Yuan Hua. That boss slightly lowered his head, a demonic smile appearing on his pair of deep eyes.

Boss, you can't be interested in this girl, right?

Lian Feng cracked his fingers and moved his hands to guess the boss's intention.

Last time, they seemed to be a bit intimate in the bathroom, and the boss and this girl had been getting along really well for the past half month. Today, in order to hug the girl and sleep together with him, the boss had made many appointments to meet her. He was unable to understand what was going on.

The boss had never held back on important matters for any woman. Furthermore, he would never push away his predetermined plans just to be warm and cuddly with a woman on the bed.

This girl was indeed tempting. What kind of woman had the boss not seen before? It shouldn't be possible for him to be captivated by this girl, right?

Yuan Zhanghua has always liked to wear black clothing, in daily clothes, at most is black, not much white.

He wore a snow-white suit, and stood tall before Clove like a towering tree. He wore a white formal suit, and the corners of his lips curled into a faint smile. He looked like a god that had descended to the mortal world. The dazzling light was hard to look at, and one had to look up at it from an angle.

"Boss, what do you think?"

Yuan Zhanghua's lips were close to Lilac's ear. "It's all gone."

Clove lowered her head, her face burning.

The Demon Boss was definitely doing it on purpose. Just now, she had been bent over in a hurry, silently peeking at Yuan Zhanghua. It was only when she was done serving him that he reminded her.

Clove turned and walked back to the room without a word, making the final preparations for her departure. A small bag was necessary, as well as some important things that needed to be done.

"Secretary Ding, it's time to go."

Lian Feng cried out. Clove carried her small bag and walked out. She followed behind Cheng Gang and Lian Feng by Yuan Zhanghua's side.

Walking out of the door, Yuan Zhanghua was followed by a few other people. Clove knew that these people were Yuan Zhanghua's personal bodyguards. They carried weapons and guns with them, and were all ruthless devils.

Clove suddenly remembered that her phone had set up an alarm clock and a reminder because she was afraid that she would be too tired and lose Yuan Zhanghua's business. But today, the phone didn't remind her that she had been busy with other things, so she didn't have time to look at her phone.

There was no lack of electricity. Every few days, she would give her phone a sufficient amount of electricity.

In the past half month, she had rarely switched on her cell phone or called her home. She always called her home from the hotel when she arrived.

Clove sat beside Yuan Zhanghua, opened her bag and took out her cell phone. The phone was turned off, so she turned it on. There was still half of the power remaining. She remembered very clearly that she had set the alarm clock to shut down, to remind her of the time, and that every once in a while, the alarm clock would remind her of something.

He turned on the settings on his phone and turned off the alarm.

She checked it every day and never turned off the alarm clock.

There were a lot of missed calls, as well as text messages. They were all Mokyu's phone number and text messages.

She didn't open the text message, she didn't want to be near Yuan Zhanghua to see the text message sent by her boyfriend.

Remembering that it had been many days since he had contacted Mokwoo, he did not make a phone call or send a text message to him. She was too tired and too busy to remember that there was a real boyfriend in a foreign country.

With her body and heart exhausted, she didn't have the energy to explain anything to Mokyu.

"Boss, you've used a phone before?"

"Yes."

Yuan Zhanghua made a natural little "En" sound from his nostrils, which meant that he had to admit that he was the culprit.

Lilac looked back at Yuan Zhanghua, Yuan Zhanghua hands holding the document to read, did not look up at her.

The side face of Yuan Hua, handsome hard line, like a Greek sculpture, with charming taste, let a moment of absent-mindedness.

She wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't. She put the phone back into her bag.

Yuan Zhanghua didn't even bother to give her an explanation, as if she were his personal possession and he didn't need her permission to touch anything.

Clove leaned back in her chair, silent. She closed her eyes, recalling the events of the past few days, all the preparations she had made in advance. The coming party, what she was going to say, the manners and expressions.

These days, she had been reading too many things, and her mind kept recalling the glory of Ling Xue Bing when she was at Yuan Zhanghua's side.

He had to admit that Ling Xue Bing was the kind of personal secretary who would never embarrass Yuan Zhonghua in any high-level event.

She had a noble demeanor, beautiful and charming appearance, overbearing, graceful, noble and elegant, and unrestrained and seductive …

In different situations, Ling Xue Bing had different masks, and could change them at any time.

She couldn't. Her face was too clean, and she looked more like a college student than the secretary of a multinational company president.

"Director Yuan, please come in."

Many people who were waiting outside lowered their heads slightly to greet Yuan Zhanghua. The host of the banquet personally went out to welcome him and personally opened the door for Yuan Zhanghua, humbly inviting him to get off the carriage.

Lilac pushed open the door and walked out. Everyone's eyes were on Yuan Zhanghua, and no one gave her a single glance.

Yuan Zhanghua nodded slightly and glanced at Clove. She hastily went over and took Yuan Zhanghua's arm, leaning on his side with a faint smile on her face.

It was only now that everyone's gazes descended onto Clove's body in astonishment. Ambiguity, surprise, scrutiny …

All sorts of gazes made Clove's heart clench slightly. She raised her head high. As Yuan Zhanghua's personal secretary, she could not lose face for her boss.