Secret Crush

After hearing that single syllable, Max's eyes darkened. He no longer troubled her, withdrew his palm, took over the contract in
her hand, carefully read it, and then said, "let's meet your father tomorrow."
"Oh." Leila replied. Then, Max rested his head, and looked at Leila with an indifferent expression in his eyes. After a long time of
stalemate, Leila finally couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking for him?"
A smile appeared at the corners of Max's mouth, which could not be noticed by anybody, because her cute action made him feel
happy without reason. Her curiosity was like a cat, and he guessed that she would ask about it. So he replied, "you'll know it
tomorrow."
Leila didn't worry that Johnson would disobey Max. If he knew that Max offered to find him, he would probably be too excited to
sleep. People like him who seized the moral high position were easy to get along with.
When Leila was deep in thought, the maid had sent the plate to her. Max glanced at the fruit on the table and said indifferently,
"you have eaten a lot all day. Why aren't you fat?"
Leila wanted to instantly bring an electronic scale to him and tell him that since she promised to be his woman, in less than a
month, she gained five pounds of weight! Although it was not obvious in appearance, but it was always true that the weight was
there.
She replied gently, "no, I did gain some weight."
Looking around her body, Max finally fell on her undulating chest. His eyes were deep, and everything was self-evident.
With a darkened face, Leila didn't dare to say anything. Suddenly, she was carried on someone's shoulder. She screamed, but
then immediately kept silent. She always remembered that Max didn't like noise.
When she was carried by Max to the bedroom and closed the door, her fate was doomed to be locked in the bedroom tonight.
The sun shone into the room in the morning and woke up from her sleep. As usual, Max took a step ahead of her, standing
upstairs and watching the galloping car tail. She rubbed her waist to relieve her aching.
Her relationship with Max seemed to have been on the right track. There were no other emotions or situations. It was just a deal
of mutual love. Her overt relationship satisfied her, but at the same time it made her feel shamed for hypocrisy.
She pursed her lips and washed her face. After having breakfast, she went to the Song Group.

He didn't pass the office, but went straight to Johnson's office. When he put the contract in his hand, his expression changed
from happiness to strange. He raised his head and asked, "what's going on?"
Leila answered honestly, "I don't know. When I sent it to Mr. mu last night, he asked me to sign."
Johnson pressed his lips together. Although Leila was the woman of Max and she had the same effect with Max, he couldn't
ensure when Max would be tired of her, and by that time, his small factory would be in vain!
Leila could easily read his mind. She took a glance at the contract in his hand and said in a soft voice, "Mr. Mu, he is so
generous to me. The contract was given to a lawyer last night."
What she meant was that this contract was to the effect of law. Even if he regretted, it was useless. He looked at Leila coldly and
Leila said, "father seems unhappy."
Johnson didn't respond. Leila raised her eyebrows and said, "since Dad is not in a good mood today, I'll cancel the appointment
with Mr. Mu."
Stunned, the latter raised his voice and asked, "what did you say?"
Leila sneered in her heart, "Mr. Mu said he wanted to see you last night, but I found you were in a bad mood, so I think it's better
for you to decline it."
"No, I'm not angry..." Johnson immediately changed his face
He immediately changed the topic, "when does he want to meet, Mr. Mu?"
Leila answered indifferently, "12 o'clock at noon."
Johnson laughed. He patted Leila on the shoulder and said, "Okay, okay. This small factory will be my gift for you."
Leila avoided his hand carefully and said, "if there is nothing else, I'll take my leave."
After saying that, Leila turned around and walked out of the office. Johnson was immersed in the joy of his success of discussing
with Max, and couldn't help thinking about why Max was looking for him, but, judging from the extent of his affection for Leila, it
was definitely a good thing.
Leila was walking in the corridor. She looked at the contract in her hands, saying that it was made up by the lawyer. If not, she
knew very well that Johnson would tear off the contract to default.

Coldness reflected in her eyes. Out of the corner of her eye, a figure flashed into the corner. But Leila collected her thoughts and
followed it. The person walked as softly as a cat. In the corridor came a faint voice, which was exactly Wendi she used to make
yesterday, and she listened to it.
"Have you got what I want?"
Not knowing what the person on the other end of the phone was talking about, her voice, which had never been flat, was
somewhat out of control. She said, "it's none of your business. I just want the Song Group to go bankrupt!"
Leila was surprised. Although she also wanted the Song Group to go bankrupt, that wasn't her ultimate goal. If the company was
destroyed by Wendi, how could she take back its shares? Thinking of this, she coughed behind her.
Hearing that, Wendi was stunned for a while. Then she turned around slowly and looked gloomy. Leila paused for a while and
said, "I know your purpose."
"And then? Kicking me out of the Song Group? "
Leila took a deep look at her and said, "on the contrary, I'll help you."
Wendi was surprised. Then she said with a sneer, "the daughter of Song Group helped me to make Song Group closed down.
How could you tell such a naive lie?"
Leila bit her lips and said, "if the Song Group was left by her grandfather, her father would have taken it as his own possession,
and her mother would have been in a vegetative state."
Leila asked in a calm tone. She looked at sincerely, but Wendi was shocked by her words. Wendi looked at Leila with a strange
look and asked, "do you have any evidence to prove it?"
"An inexperienced mother lying in bed in the hospital."