President's Substitute Wife

I could understand what others said, but I had no response and just smiled.

The party lasted for more than three hours. I stood there in high-heeled shoes. My feet hurt terribly, but I still had a smile on my face.

I didn’t even change.

At the end of the party, no one left. Ming asked me, “are you uncomfortable in high heels?”

I shook my head and still smiled, “No.”

He looked at me and frowned slightly. He bent down and picked me up and walked to the door!

“What are you doing?”

I was shocked and didn’t expect Ming would suddenly hold me!

He looked at me and said, “I’m sorry. I just talked to people and ignored you and kept you standing for so long.”

“It doesn’t matter. Let me down. I can walk.”

At this time, the other guests around looked at us.

I was even more embarrassed. “Others are looking at us.”

“So what?” Ming didn’t care. “My fiancee’s foot hurts. Isn’t it normal for me to hold you?”

“But...”

“I’ll pay attention later.”

Ming interrupted me.

We both got into the elevator.

He carried me to the car and put me in the passenger seat. He took off his shoes for me and then took off his suit and put it on the ground and said, “step here. You will feel better.”

“No.”

I tried to help him lift his suit, but Ming pressed my leg.

My feet were directly on his suit.

He took my high heels and put them in the back seat. Then he got into the driver’s seat.

He drove home.

Everything was what it was yesterday.

I was the smiling doll beside

the media had reported my love with Ming

For a while, Ming became a typical good

He was rich and affectionate.

anything, but he cleverly used some pressure of public opinion and other things to make me

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a small auction of my and Linda’s works finally began.

on the Internet, there

to the auction, we found a lot of media

I followed the staff to the lounge.

general manager of Tyloo Home, the organizer of Tyloo High-end

not supposed to come to this kind of auction and competition.

William was likely to want to know Ming

saw me, he said respectfully, “Miss Jones, I’ve

Davis.” I shook William’s hand.

Before the auction started, William and Jane asked Linda and I about our studio.

asked about my

when to

I didn’t know why they

fortunately, the auction

sat backstage and watched the scene.

result, I saw Ming sitting in

is he here?”

got nervous all of a sudden.

to buy my work?

No

and went to the scene immediately.

At this time, the scene was originally closed, but because of my special identity, the staff let

to Ming’s side and pulled him to say in a low voice, “you can’t buy my work.”

Ming looked at me and patted the chair

sat down.

and turned his head and put his thin lips to my ears and said, “don’t worry.

We were very close. I could feel his hot breath.

and was a bit embarrassed. I whispered to him, “then why are

Ming smiled and said, “everyone else knows our relationship. If I bid, who will raise the price? Your work will depreciate.”

“...”

Ming was right.

get the work and Ming bid, they were willing to give it

auction had been going on.

didn’t raise his hand.

In the end, it was dramatic that both my work and Linda’s work were bought by

After the auction, the president of