One Meet By Chance

The guest room was very big, and it was very clean and tidy. All living items were all available.

With a light blue quilt on it, Teresa could smell the warm, pleasant smell from a distance.

The Butler slightly crouched down and stood beside Teresa. "Miss Gu, this is your room. If you need anything, please come to me."

Teresa nodded. After the Butler left, she collapsed weakly on the soft bed as if all her strength had been sucked out.

When she planned to go back to take part in the competition, she had never thought that the result would be like this.

She wouldn't have come back if she had known it earlier.

But she also knew that since things had happened like this, it was useless to complain or refuse.

She had to think about her future life.

With the quilt in her arms, Teresa started to think about all kinds of things and fell asleep gradually.

In her dream, she dreamt again of the afternoon when the dying sun turned the sky red. She was kneeling at the gate of a grand manor, trembling and weak as if she were about to fall.

And the people she thought would always love her and spoil her, at that time they looked so loathsome.

Everyone had changed. Everything had changed.

But that man, standing in front of her, knelt down with her on the steps...

"Jerome..." In her dream, she called out that name unconsciously.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already in the morning.

Teresa took a look at her watch and found it was getting late. So she quickly washed herself and went downstairs after changing her clothes.

Downstairs, Enrique had sat on the table, with a cup of mellow coffee in one hand and a newspaper in his others, reading news on the table carelessly.

"Good morning." he raised his head faintly when he heard Teresa coming downstairs.

It seemed that they had lived together for a long time, so long that it was natural and tacit.

But in fact, she had just moved in for one day!

the intimacy and calmness in his tone,

breakfast and Teresa quickly put all her attention on the food

breakfast in a hurry, Enrique drove the car out. "Get in the car," he said to

with the boss on my first day at work. They might think we are

period of time. Get on the car. Don't be so polite to me." Enrique threw her a glance,

not know what to say for a

work, and you have to leave a good impression on your colleagues. It

Teresa was not willing to sit in the car, what Enrique said made

didn't want to go against the

worth of bonus, Teresa thought she had to show some respect to her new

wanted to do was to keep a low profile so that no one

get out of the car early at the intersection ahead of him, but he drove right up to the company gate in a high profile.

that she couldn't help complaining Enrique in her heart.

was he doing?

new designer coming to work today, why does he make such a high profile like

do this. She doesn't want to attract others' attention, and she doesn't want her identity to

didn't listen to her at all!

who is this woman? Why did

she's the new designer coming in today. Her name is...

her to the company, but also helped her

certainly wasn't hired on

the way, she could hear the whispers of her colleagues. At this time, Teresa was even angrier with Enrique. He was to blame for all

to think he was gentle, caring and cultured, but now she realized that she was fooled by him!

Enrique was more relaxed than she was. Without changing his expression, Enrique led her

the design director, Yilia Yan, saw the Enrique showing up at the door of the office, she

new designer. I'll leave her to you. You arrange

and frowned. She changed her expression slightly.

'Designer?

could have this honor to let Mr. Shen send her here and arrange her position?

between Mr. Shen

Yilia Yan was perfectly calm. She remained outwardly friendly. She just smiled at Teresa and reached out her hand. "Hello, nice to meet you. Welcome to join TH

Gu," Teresa said with a smile.

were clasped together, and Yilia Yan suddenly

expression on Teresa's face didn't change at all, as if she didn't feel the force of Yilia Yan at all. After taking a look at Teresa, Yilia Yan