My Remarried Wife

She was very thin, and her slender body was wrapped in a light blue dress. Her white skin set off the dress to be very elegant. Her long hair, which was down to the waist, fell gently on both sides. Her three-dimensional features were extremely gentle in the light of the airport.

She looked like a fabulous beauty, whose figure overlapped that of someone in Sherlock’s memory.

Sherlock stopped subconsciously and stared at her.

Joan had been with Sherlock for a long time, and she also noticed the huge change in Sherlock when he saw her.

“boss, are you okay? Are we really going to take her car? ”

“Nothing.”Sherlock came back to his senses and soon the two of them walked up to her.

When Sherlock and Joan walked up to her, a typical smile hung on Forsythia’s face. In fact, before they came, she had practiced this smile many times. Because Sherlock is the boss of the Han group and had done so many things for her, she unconsciously became nervous.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Han. I’m Forsythia, the assistant of the CEO of the Ye group.”When she introduced herself, she didn’t stretch out her hand to him. Instead, she bowed to him in a very humble manner.

“I’ve prepared the car. If Mr. Han and Miss Su don’t mind, you can take our car.”

Unexpectedly, his cold eyes fell on her face, he asked in a lukewarm voice, “can you drive?”

Hearing this, Forsythia blushed and nodded, “yes.”

In the morning, Forsythia went out to borrow a car from Greg. At first, he didn’t want to borrow it, but then he suddenly lent it to her. Forsythia had learned to drive and got a driver’s license before.

Besides, she was a good driver.

Sherlock was surprised, but Joan asked, “for safety’s sake, I still want to ask if you have a driving license?”

Forsythia nodded.

After that, Sherlock and Joan got into the car.

Since they met, Sherlock had been staring at her. Even when they sat in the back seat, his cold and serious eyes fell on the backside of her head.

gaze made Forsythia a

person. Even if someone tried to attract his attention, he might not take a look at

he keep staring at

‘is Sherlock a pervert?

if he was a freak. She also sensed the uneasiness of Forsythia, so she explained in a low voice, “Miss Shen,

words brought her back

she

her and reminded her, probably because he was worried about her driving. But she was

thinks too

put away her messy emotions and

hour later, the car stopped at a

manager, she led

couldn’t help smiling. She is really attentive. Forsythia even heard about Mr. Han’s favorite

down, the waiter brought the dishes she had

a word in an

something,’ thought Joan! She even knew what kind of dishes her boss

I’ve asked the staff to prepare this in advance. Mr. Han must be very tired after a long journey. You can have dinner first. We’ll talk about

soon as she finished her words, she sat opposite Sherlock and looked at him with a smile. Her expression was like that of a kitten, looking

One minute later…..

on Forsythia’s face gradually disappeared, replaced by a faint embarrassment. “Well. Do you have any

at her

Forsythia swallowed subconsciously.

Sherlock picked up

moment later, Sherlock

she had misheard, but then she realized that he really

the afternoon of autumn, a few rays of sunshine shone into the restaurant through the glass window. It was very quiet in the restaurant. There was

got in the car, Richie frowned and asked Hanson to go to the restaurant with

scene outside, then he

to flirt with men in such a short

let her distribute the hair? It is just a business talk.