The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

After typing a few words, Google quickly showed the results of kinds of tie styles, some with detailed illustrations. Since Olive was a child, she had an excellent memory, she chose one of them. She remembered the pictures and texts, and she quickly mastered the essentials. Then Olive helped Alan put on a tie.

The result of the first trial was very successful. Alan was very satisfied with her dexterity and cleverness, and kissed on Olive's face, "award you."

Even if she dressed Alan as a fool, he wouldn't mind as long as she didn't dislike it.

Olive smiled, feeling quite fulfilled, ticked her finger and raised her eyebrows, "Mr. Hoyle, can we leave now?"

"How do I think there is one thing missing." Alan glanced Olive's long fingers deeply which was without any decoration.

"What's that?" Olive wondered, she didn't think that anything was missing between him and her.

Alan smiled, "I'll tell you later."

"To be a mystery?" Olive whispered, despising him, but she didn't think about this more. When Alan wanted to tell her, he would naturally talk about it.

Alan just smiled, he just wanted to give her a small surprise.

lot of strangers, but they can see that they

initial disgust towards that person was real. Later, although she learned

Olive's dress was. She dared to show her face without any makeup in such a place. For a moment, he felt that an elegant orchid appeared

smiled towards Olive, "Little sister-in-law, can I talk about private matters between men

Alan was displeased, "Why can't we just talk here

smiled, "You can talk here, I'll look over there."

said so, as if she was a three-year-old child, she

away, Kent laughed at him, "You have a good taste, no wonder you have been indifferent to the women around you over the

man five years ago. You

depressed. He liked beautiful women. He was disdainful for ugly women. It's a human nature, was this also

with an ordinary girl who was not good-looking, and was tortured to death by the taste of love,

that was

At this time, Olive walked away, chatted with a few familiar faces but could not name colleagues, and then stepped aside. If it wasn't for the perseverance of Norton, she didn't want to come to such a cocktail

talk with people, nor was she used to be used as a vase to accept men's unscrupulous conversations. She always felt a little out of place with the atmosphere here.

After picking a few foods on the automatic seat, Olive took a tray and retreated to an unobtrusive corner to sit down. She

rang from the top of the head, "Alone?"

and saw that Qin Ling was in a well-fitting suit, he looked very gentle, but somehow she didn't have a good