If You Want Me

Suddenly, he wanted to drive her out of the car.

The man's face changed a few times, and finally returned to the most normal look. Looking at the woman who looked a little disdainful, he felt aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do.

He could only smile obsequiously and said, "Mrs. Ye, you are right."

Wendy smiled faintly.

Thinking of the conversation between Consuela and her, the man couldn't help but mention the woman's name. "Among the potential new employees that you mentioned, the one I value the most is called Consuela."

"Oh, really?" Wendy opened her eyes and looked at him with interest.

She also wanted to know what kind of person Consuela was.

Seeing that her eyes began to light up, the man knew that he would not lose the bet, so he immediately bragged.

Sitting in another car, Consuela covered her nose and sneezed. The girl sitting in the back seat with her had moved far away.

She could only open the window a little. "I'm sorry. I might have caught a cold recently."

"It doesn't matter." After fixing her make-up, the woman's face softened. She shook her head, but moved aside again.

Consuela didn't say anything.

She just folded up her clothes and looked as if she had caught a cold.

The woman who moved over began to look at her curiously.

The boss asked her to take Consuela here because she had a few words with Mrs. Ye of the Ye Clan.

At the beginning, she knew that the elegant old woman must be a very important person.

She was the receptionist. When she saw the old woman, she felt a little shameful and flustered.

Perhaps it was because the aura of the person was too strong that it looked a little strange even if she wanted to be easy-going.

As soon as she was asked where Consuela was going, Consuela appeared. She didn't know where they had gone or what they had talked about.

But the boss thought she knew. After all, she had talked with the old woman f

be too polite. Your boss promised to let us have a big meal."

Her smile was not implicit at all, and her attitude was wantonly as if she was talking to an old friend for many years.

Not only was Consuela stunned, but also the people standing in front of her and behind her were surprised.

The most clever one was the oily faced boss. He clapped his hands with a smile and said, "Mrs. Ye, you're so smart. This is Consuela I just told you. She's a rare talent in our company. I didn't expect you to know her before."

She was good at pretending to be ignorant.

Wendy smiled and said with a softer expression, "We are not just acquaintances. We have a good relationship."

"Since we are all acquaintances, let's sit down and have meal together."

"Okay."

Wendy winked at Consuela, hinting her to look behind her.

Following her instruction, Consuela looked sideways. Suddenly, she found that everyone's expression changed dramatically, which almost made her want to laugh.

When the two sat down, Consuela said in a low voice, "Thank you, Auntie Wendy..."

Wendy pretended not to be serious and said, "Well, if you can call me mom, I will accept your thanks."

"… Well..." After a moment's silence, Consuela didn't say anything, but the temperature on her face dropped.