President's Substitute Wife

Michelle seemed a little surprised.

Before she spoke, Ming’s voice came from behind me, “Michelle, here you are.”

“Yes.” Michelle stood up and looked at me and left.

I could clearly feel that her eyes were different from those just now.

Ming sat down after Michelle left. He asked me worriedly, “did she embarrass you just now?”

“A little.” Ming looked a little nervous so I continued, “she thought I was a greedy girl. I told her what I was doing.”

Ming’s face relaxed after listening.

I thought about what I had just said and said, “but I may have offended her.”

“What?”

Ming asked me.

I told Ming what I had just said.

He didn’t look worried. He reached out and pinched my face. “Don’t be afraid. Michelle won’t be angry with you as long as you rely on yourself.”

“She’s too extreme.”

I frowned a little.

Ming put her thin lips close to my ears and said to me, “because she and her ex husband were college classmates. She thought he loved her. Later she found out that he loved her money and that he had three or four mistresses.”

“She’s so miserable.”

I whispered.

“So don’t talk about mistresses in front of her. She’s very sensitive.”

When Ming was close to me and said that, I heard James’s voice, “Sean, why are you here?”

I immediately became alert.

I turned to look at the door.

Sean was standing in the porch and looking at Ming and me. His deep eyes were as cold as ice. He was expressionless but terrible.

I trembled.

I thought about the distance I had just talked to Ming.

He looked at us from that angle. He must...

He walked right in front of me and stared at me. He reached out. “Miss Jones, we’re meeting again.”

“...”

I looked at Sean. His expression

I hesitated and reached out to shake his hand.

hand, I obviously felt his index

This represented a

I was

But his expression did not change. He took

naturally reached out and held my hand.

I hesitated and shook my head. “It’s OK.”

it on

at Sean again, his

happy. He waved and said, “come on.

I sat side

the first time. On such a good day, I have two bottles of superior white wine in my car. Let’s drink them.”

hurry to get it!”

James was obviously happy.

and handed it to

wine was too strong. I was sure I would get

I took a look at Ming

He nodded and understood.

Soon the servant brought two bottles of white wine from Sean’s car.

was very simple.

the aroma of the wine was strong.

the wine. She poured James first and

came to me, Ming took the glass in front of me to him and said, “Dad, Becky is not good at

“She can drink more to train.”

Michelle

can drink a little.”

also

what to do when they said that.

I would get drunk. I could only ask, “can I have red wine?”

Jones, if you have steak today, I won’t object to you drinking red wine. But today we have fried vegetables. If we drink red wine, it is

me coldly.

I knew he did it

lowered my head and said hesitantly, “but I’m really

servant’s hand and bent down. His thin

His voice was as low as ever.

hot breath was sprayed on my ear. I hadn’t drunk yet but I

It seemed to jump out of my chest!

my glass to me, “I’ll drink for her. I’ll have two if