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.”

to take me away, but Marcia deliberately said, “Rosalind, take one of my business cards

“OK.”

card from the front desk and passed it to me.

his pocket.

Marcia was not surprised by Ming’s behavior either.

Ming with a bleak smile.

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

Was there any secret between him and Marcia that I didn’t know?

he started the car,

Ming turned and took my hand. “I and she have passed. My future belongs to you, only you.”

back to Ming who had been gentle and calm after leaving the

I looked at him with hesitation. Then I nodded and said nothing more.

a little concern in

On the way, he asked me, “What’s your plan lately? Now that the hospital’s quarantine is lifted, I can eat with you at noon.”

heard him say that, I refused 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 Competition. I

“A designer? A man or a woman?”

Ming looked at me with smile.

He sounded like he was joking.

But I knew he was asking it on purpose.

at Ming. In order to reassure him, I deliberately said, “I promised to marry you, so naturally I won’t be too close

I contacted Linda who had rented

found there was nothing outside the

found that there were no signs except a few desks and computers.

I pushed the door in.

was immersed

don’t know the details, I definitely

I was joking, so she wasn’t angry. She picked up a small book next to her and handed it to me, “Look at this. About the Tyloo High-end Interior Design Competition.”

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

In addition to awards for all winning works, outstanding works can also be auctioned individually.

an opportunity for both fame

I put the brochure aside and said seriously, “Well, I feel like

“Yes, I will get a third