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!

calmness in his tone,

and Teresa quickly put all her attention on the food and did not dare to look at Enrique

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

refused, "No, thank you. I take the same car with the boss on my first day at work. They might think we

the car. Don't be so polite to me." Enrique threw her a glance, opened

what to say for a moment.

first day to work, and you have to leave a good impression on your colleagues. It won't

willing to sit in the car, what Enrique said made sense. So

she didn't want to go against

Teresa thought she had to show some respect to her

to do was to keep a low profile so that no one would notice, but it

the company gate in a high profile. He opened the door for her and helped her get off the car, making

that she couldn't

was he

coming to work today, why does he make such a high profile like the leader

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

Enrique didn't listen to her at all!

Why did she come here with Mr.

coming in today. Her name is... Gu... I don't remember very

new designer? Mr. Shen not only drove her to the company, but also helped her pull the car door. Who would

certainly wasn't

her colleagues. At this time, Teresa was even angrier with Enrique. He was to blame for

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

felt very embarrassed. However, Enrique was more relaxed than she was. Without changing his expression, Enrique led her upstairs to

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

and said casually, "She is the new designer. I'll leave her to you.

look at Teresa and

'Designer?

designer could have this honor to let

relationship between Mr.

out, 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

Teresa Gu," Teresa said with

clean and tender hands were clasped together,

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