The Romance Of Mr. Walton

At six o'clock in the evening, she was sent to the door of the reception.

After the secretary talked to someone on the phone, he got out of the car and opened the door: "Miss Wen, you can enter."

She stepped on high heels and got out of the car carefully.

After standing still, as soon as he looked up, his gaze hit a pair of stunning eyes.

Huo Tingshen received the call and got out of the car in front of him. Just as he approached, he saw her getting out of the car.

She usually wears a T-shirt, denim and sneakers, just like an ordinary college student.

Last time, when she wore the dress he had prepared for her for the first time, he was already amazed.

But this time... he really felt that she usually wears the wrong clothes.

She succeeded in covering up all her strengths with clothes.

Seeing the man passing by the road looking back to see her from time to time, Huo Tingshen recovered from the amazement and walked forward with a cold face.

Wenqing was embarrassed for a while, seeing his eyes fall in front of her, she naturally put her hand on her chest.

"Is it awkward?"

It's obviously pretty, but he is not happy.

It's too exposed, isn't it all looked at.

Although he had seen more and knew how good her figure was, he was still a little uncomfortable inexplicably now.

"This dress doesn't fit you at all."

Warmly curled his lips, did this man's mouth grow because of her disgust?

He stretched out his arm and said solemnly: "Take it."

She was upset, and walked inside with him around his arm, and said: "Can you be a little slower? I haven't worn such high stilettos before. The carpet is too soft. I always think I'm going to fall. Up."

"Then you still wear it."

"Your secretary picked me up, she said, you ask her to dress me more beautifully."

He turned his head and glanced at her again: "It turns out that it's not pretty at all."

"I already know, okay, so don't say it."

She was a little angry, dressed like this, feelings came to be made fun of by him.

He took her to the third floor. At the entrance of the banquet hall, he registered the names of the two people and walked in with her.

As soon as the two appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of the men and women.

Such vulgar words as the appearance of men and women can no longer describe how well they are matched at the moment.

He looked around, seeing the amazing gazes of those men, he became more upset, and wanted to take off his suit and hide her.

And she was even more frightened, "No... Didn't you mean the reception? How come there are so many people?"

"For me, this is the reception."

As he walked forward, her footsteps languished, and she stood still on the spot, staggered by him.

He turned around, worried: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, I haven't seen the big world, I was scared," she was embarrassed, her hand tightly around his arm.

He curled his lips and wanted to laugh somehow.

Whatever comes out of her mouth is so natural.

Huo Ting said deeply: "Cover your chest, the meat is about to fall out."

She squinted at him, not serious.

But she still put the handbag in the other hand, naturally covering the front.

The two of them walked a few steps forward, and when he was about to take the glass, she suddenly stood still.

The hand she was holding on to his arm became tighter and tighter, and his nails hurt a bit.

He looked at her. At the moment she was staring at the front left, her gaze motionless.

He followed her gaze and looked forward, only to realize that where she could see, he was sitting in a wheelchair and greeting people, Bai Antai, the president of the Bai Group.