C2 Dreamy Dream 2 1(2)

"Then go back to my office."

Mo Yanxi gently sucked on the sexy secretary's lips, his voice hoarse.

Then he saw him hugging the secretary whose waist was exposed as he walked into the elevator.

Retracting her gaze, Yu Miaomiao suppressed the inexplicable bitterness in her heart and lovingly picked up the shoe box.

"Chanderella."

She softly muttered the logo on the box and stroked the fine and smooth lines on it. Yu Miaomiao suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth in excitement.

"Oh my god, it is actually Chandella's shoes. It is my favorite!"

Unable to help herself, Yu Miaomiao softly called out. Yu Miaomiao was excited and nervous.

She did not expect Mo Yanxi to suddenly give her a gift. Furthermore, it was her favorite brand. This kind of surprise made her feel somewhat at a loss for what to do.

Since that was the case, then it meant that tomorrow's event would definitely be very important to Mo Yanxi. Yu Miaomiao decided to perform well.

Under the jealous gazes of others, Yu Miaomiao tried her best to pretend that nothing happened and put the box back into the pile of documents. However, the faint smile on the corner of her mouth was so dazzling in their eyes.

"It's just a pair of worn shoes. What are you so proud of!" Finally, someone could not help but speak up. The others also responded in a low voice.

"Yeah, Sister Wang is the flower of our Mo's. The CEO will see her sooner or later! When that time comes, let's see if she still dares to be proud! Yes. Sister Wang is the flower of our Mo's. The CEO will see her sooner or later! When that time comes, let's see if she still dares to be proud!"

Wang Qingyu, the publicly recognized flower of the Mo's's group.

At this moment, she was forced to stand up as the center of attention. Her flexible body paired with her low-cut chiffon skirt made the male colleagues swallow their saliva.

After looking apologetically at Yu Miaomiao, Wang Qingyu motioned for everyone to quiet down, "Everyone, let's not discuss this during work time. I will treat everyone to a drink after work."

Everyone praised Sister Wang's character and ended today's denouncement activity.

Wang Qingyu's peripheral vision still occasionally swept towards Yu Miaomiao, but the latter seemed to have gotten used to these harsh women in a short two months.

A trace of jealousy flashed across Wang Qingyu's eyes.

All the women in this building hated Yu Miaomiao to the bone. It was not for any other reason but for her identity that did not match her appearance - the president's girlfriend, and the real girlfriend that he personally admitted two months ago.

Yu Miaomiao looked so ordinary. She could be considered ugly to these women, who had her makeup meticulously carved every day. Because she seemed to never know how to put on makeup. Her face was always pale. Coupled with her long black hair, sometimes she looked a little eerie.

Her eyes were big and lifeless, and she wore a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, as if she would always be in a misty state.

However, it had to be said that when she smiled, it made people feel very warm.

Her academic qualifications were average, and her figure was average. Only her skin was fair and smooth, so they could occasionally feel a trace of jealousy.

However, this kind of crow condition was originally only used to send to an ordinary employee. Now, it had actually been transformed into a phoenix by a pair of small wings on the God of Luck!

Every day, they racked their brains to show off in front of Mo Yanxi, but they actually let this dirty and ugly woman take advantage of them. How could they not be angry!

But whether it was daily mockery or deliberate ridicule, Yu Miaomiao had never shown a trace of impatience.

He did not belong to her to begin with, so there was no need for him to be jealous.

It was as if the shoes on his feet were beautiful, but if they were not suitable, forcefully owning them would only bring him pain.

Yu Miaomiao endured the pain and took a few more steps. Every step she took was like being pricked by a needle, and her forehead unconsciously started to sweat.

Finally getting into the taxi, Yu Miaomiao could not help but take off her shoes. At this moment, her toes and ankles on her white feet were exceptionally red and glaring.

"What should we do? Should we continue to wear it?" Yu Miaomiao looked at the shoes in front of her and felt troubled.

Mo Yanxi personally gave the shoes to her because he obviously thought highly of this event, and she was his publicly recognized girlfriend. Although she had a reputation, she could not let him lose face.

But these shoes were really very small. It was so small that Yu Miaomiao even doubted if there was really such a small woman in the world.

Her foot was not big. On the contrary, it was the size of a girl of the same age.

Every time Yu Miaomiao went to buy shoes, she would be praised by the shop owner for her feet being beautiful, fair and exquisite.

She really liked her own feet, but now that her feet were ground until they were red and swollen, Yu Miaomiao felt a little heartache.

In the quiet villa, Mo Yanxi sat alone and read the newspaper. It was not easy to have this kind of idle time.

"Son, what have you been busy with recently? Why didn't you call your mother back?"

The middle-aged woman slowly came down from upstairs. She looked at Mo Yanxi, who was reading the newspaper on the sofa in the living room, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"Mom? So you are home. Uncle Lee said you weren't home..."

Mo Yanxi followed the questioning voice and put down the newspaper. He looked at the woman who suddenly appeared and was a little surprised. Then he thought of something and frowned unhappily.

" Uncle Lee seems to have lost his mind recently. Why don't we change the housekeeper. "

Mo Yanxi deliberately increased the tone of his voice. The housekeeper standing outside the door broke out in cold sweat when he heard that.

"Child, how can you say that? I asked you to say that on purpose. Otherwise, you wouldn't have come home."

Lin Xiaoran scolded Mo Yanxi with a smile, then took the newspaper from the sofa and sat down beside him. Lin Xiaoran looked at Mo Yanxi and felt helpless. Lin Xiaoran held his hand and said very earnestly.