President's Substitute Wife

It was quiet in the office, or their voices were too small for me to hear.

Now that I was here, I wouldn't leave. I wanted to know what happened.

I walked over and put my hand on the doorknob and pressed it.

The door opened.

At this time, I heard Cindy's voice, "well, since I can't get it, you won't get it. I will destroy with you."

When she finished, I heard Ming say, "who's there?"

Obviously he found me.

I couldn't keep eavesdropping. II opened the door and went in.

They looked at me. Ming and Cindy were both unexpected, but Cindy immediately smiled smugly.

Cindy said, "you're here."

But Ming was impatient and asked me, "Why are you here?"

I stood there and said coldly, "I come to get the medicine today. Have you forgotten?"

Ming at his desk took out his cell phone and took a look. He frowned and looked up and said to me, "it's tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

I thought I was right. I didn't expect that I remembered the wrong day.

I took out my cell phone and looked at my record.

I did remember today.

I quickly calculated the time again.

I found out I was wrong.

Because I calculated the time at the beginning. This was the last time, so I didn't care.

Cindy sat on the sofa and looked up at me and said with a smile, "Miss Jones, take a seat. I have something to talk to you."

"Your perfume is too strong. If we sit together, I will not feel well." I was not that polite to Cindy.

I remembered exactly what she and her mother did last time.

Cindy immediately became unhappy and sneered, "you take yourself too seriously. Without Sean, what are you? It's easier for us to strangle you than to trample on ants." "Well, Dr. Jessop has taken control of me. I'm not afraid of anything now."

I stood there and looked at Ming.

I still had hope in my heart, but I was not afraid.

My fear was useless.

Lester's life was pinched by Ming. They were partners. Cindy was a wealthy woman and Ming was a famous doctor.

I was just a designer.

Cindy was right. It was easier for them to trample me than an ant.

Cindy smiled and said, "you're going to marry Ming, aren't you? Leave York after you get married. I don't want to see you in York."

"Why?" I looked at her and deliberately stood beside Ming and said, "the best two cities in the country are York and the Carson City. He is developing so well in York and has many friends here. Why should we listen to you?"

With that, I took a look at Ming.

Sure enough, he was smiling.

Cindy listened to me, "so what? I have your video. I can publish it at any time."

I clenched my fist slightly and couldn't control my emotions.

Sean became like this because she did it. Sean helped me and got revenge!

"Didn't you publish it once? If it wasn't for you, how could Sean not have stood up?" I looked at Cindy.

I wanted to see what she thought of it.

As expected, Cindy was embarrassed.

But she soon calmed down, "he fooled me. He just broke his legs. He's lucky enough."

"Really? Miss Lewis, you don't seem to love Sean very much."

"We just grew up together. My parents said I have to marry him, and I think so. But I was fooled by him again and again, so I gave him some lessons." Cindy sat there and said calmly.

I looked at her and thought it was ridiculous. She didn't say that last time we talked.

Now she was too arrogant.

There must be a reason.

I looked at Ming.

He had been sitting in his chair and speechless.

When Cindy finished, he smiled and raised his hand and signaled me to approach him.

I couldn't disgrace him. I hesitated and came to him.

Ming reached out and put his arms around my waist and said to Cindy, "Miss Lewis, you are a famous rich woman in York. You're better than Becky, but he loves her and doesn't love you. Don't you feel embarrassed? Why are you shouting here?"

His words paled Cindy's face.

She stared at Ming and said, "what's the matter? Do you think she loves you and is willing to marry you? Ming, Becky and Sean love each other!"

"Since you know this, why do you persist?" Ming asked her.

Cindy looked at Ming and sneered, "so why are you persistent? We are the same. Why do you ask me?"

Ming was still calm.

He took his hand back and propped his elbows on the table. He folded his hands and crossed his fingers.

He looked at Cindy and said, "how do you know we're the same?"

Cindy was speechless.

She bit her lips. "Are you kidding me?"

"No."

Ming kept his posture.

Cindy tried to talk a few times in front of me, but she didn't. At last she picked up her bag and angrily turned away.

She didn't speak.

After Cindy left, Ming looked at me.

He reached out and held my left hand. He kissed it gently and opened a drawer with his other hand and took out a black velvet box and put it on the desk.

He looked up and said to me, "I'm going to give it to you tomorrow. Since you are here today, I will give it to you today."

I looked at the small square box.

Even if I didn't open it, I knew what was in it.

Marcia hadn't changed Ming, has she?

I failed to avoid it.

I didn't speak. He stood up and opened the box with one hand. He looked at me and asked me gently, "do you like it?"