The Romance Of Mr. Walton

"Does this need a reason?" She looked at him.

"Anything a person does has a reason."

"Then... I may be because I have no ambition," she raised her eyebrows: "I am a person with no ambition, so I want to live an ordinary life in peace."

He looked at her, what kind of fallacy was this: "Is it true that the life of working in a big company is not ordinary?"

"Yes, I don't like intrigue."

"Who told you that big companies will be intrigue?"

She laughed: "TV series."

"Then you should watch less TV shows in the future."

In fact, in the TV series she watched, all the fingers of one hand were counted.

"Okay, I will accept Mr. Huo's proposal, then can I go to make up class."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked forward.

He raised his eyebrows, his eyes were hostile, and warmth set a high line of defense against him.

But in his opinion, the reason why she stayed on to teach at school should have something to do with Gao Moran.

Thinking of this, he felt uncomfortable.

The next day, the two set off in a car.

On the way, he asked her: "Do you have any plans tonight?"

She looked at him: "Working."

"Cancel, I have a wine bureau to attend tonight. You accompany me to go with me. It will be counted as the last time I helped you out at the bar.

"Didn't I thank you last time?"

"In my opinion, it's not thanks, it's a kind of torture, to make the other person feel comfortable, that's thanks."

She swears, can capitalists count it like this?

"I declare in advance that I don't drink alcohol or provide you with seductive services."

He looked at her coldly: "Don't give yourself gold, you are not qualified enough."

She condensed her eyebrows. Is this smelly man saying she is ugly?

Wow, it's unusual for capitalists to curse people.

Seeing her angry, he raised his eyebrows: "Do you know why you are not qualified?"

She looked at him and didn't know why.

He whispered in her ears, using a volume that only two of them could hear: "Your work on the bed is not so good."

She blushed and gave him a push, squinting at him.

This man...shameless.

He tilted his head and smiled and looked out the car window.

The driver saw this scene in the rearview mirror and thought to himself that he was really doing it, and he could see everything.

His big boss laughed because of a woman.

After class in the afternoon, she had just left school when she was picked up by the secretary arranged by Lao Chen and Huo Tingshen.

The secretary took her to buy a dress, put on makeup, and did a hairstyle. Standing in front of the mirror, she couldn't recognize herself.

Although the face is still the same, this dress makes her feel awkward.

She has never worn this short dress with a tube top.

The dress is the kind of gauze skirt made of wedding dress, and the light yellow flowers dotted with white background make her already fair complexion look pink and tender, and she is gentle and delicate yet sexy.

The fluffy meatball head is just right for the dazzling broken hair on the forehead.

Eight centimeters of golden high heels under her feet lined her with a slender figure that was close to 170.

She looked back at the female secretary, with one hand over her chest with some worry: "Is this dress awkward?"

The secretary smiled: "Miss Wen, please rest assured, you will be the focus of the audience tonight, I promise."

She exhaled, but... she wanted to say, she just wanted to hide quietly in the corner and have a meal.

She doesn't want to be the focus at all, okay?