President's Substitute Wife

Marcia said as she picked up the pen and wrote a string of numbers in the corner of the record-sized paper. She tore the paper off and handed it to me.

I knew it was her phone number.

I put the paper in my pants pocket, and when I looked up, Marcia had already steered the wheelchair in the direction of the elevator.

I followed her.

We just arrived by the elevator, but the elevator that had stopped on the second floor descended.

“Look, I said he can’t wait.”

There was no change in the expression on Marcia’s face as she spoke.

She seemed to know what Ming was thinking.

Sure enough, Ming stood inside when the elevator came up again. The elevator door opened and he looked a little embarrassed when he came out.

He had discovered that this was an elevator with the single-sided glass.

Ming stepped down the elevator and saw Marcia and I standing at the door. He asked with a barely smile. “Are you done?”

“Yes.”

I nodded softly and tried to approach him, but I could not help feeling a little resistance in my heart.

Marcia behind me smiled. “Ming hasn’t seen you in just a few minutes and he can’t wait to come up.”

It sounded like she was mocking Ming.

Instead of looking at her, Ming said to me, “Now that you have finished measuring the size, let’s go to dinner. I have made a reservation.”

Then he reached for my hand and took me to the elevator.

His tone was obviously less mild than before, even with some impatience.

When we got on the elevator, I waited for Marcia to come in. After Marcia came in with the wheelchair, she said to me, “Thank you.”

first floor, Ming wanted to take me away, but Marcia deliberately

Rosalind quickly picked up a business card from the front desk and passed it to me.

pocket. “I will bring her here next time if we need

Marcia was not surprised by Ming’s behavior either.

She squinted at Ming with a bleak smile.

say anything about it, but I looked at Ming and there was only one question in my mind: Ming,

between him and Marcia that I didn’t know?

When I got to the car with him and he started the car, I could not help

“Don’t mention her.” Before I finished speaking, Ming turned and took my hand. “I and she have passed. My future belongs to you, only you.”

was focused on me. It seems that he changed back to Ming who had

hesitation. Then I nodded and said

But there was a little concern in my mind.

the way, he asked me, “What’s your plan lately? Now that the hospital’s quarantine is

subconsciously. After I said that, I felt I had refused him too quickly, so I quickly added, “A designer I knew before invited me to join her in a Tyloo High-End Interior-Design

A man or a woman?”

looked at me with smile.

sounded like he was joking.

he was asking it on purpose.

deliberately said, “I promised to marry you, so naturally I won’t be too close to other men.”

contacted Linda who had rented a

found

there were no signs except a few desks and computers.

I pushed the door in.

was immersed in computer

I looked around and laughed, “How did Mr. Richards find you? If I don’t know the details, I definitely think

she wasn’t angry. She picked up a small book next to her and handed it to me,

I took a look at it. I knew that there would be a salon sale after

In addition to awards for all winning works,

an opportunity for

the brochure aside and said seriously, “Well, I feel like I can get a second prize if

I will get a third prize.”