"Does that need a reason?"
"Definitely. People do everything with reasons."
"Then... Probably I have no big ambitions. " She raised her eyebrows, "I just wanted to live a peaceful, ordinary life.
What was she saying? "So you mean working in a big company is extraordinary?"
"Yes. Because I don't like schemes."
"Who told you a large company would be full of schemes?"
She smiled, "The TV dramas."
"Then you should watch less TV dramas."
Indeed the TV dramas she watched could be counted with one hand.
"Alright. I hot it. So can I go now?"
She turned to walk away.
He raised his eyebrows unhappily for Wendy seemed to defend herself from him.
From his view, her choice to be a teacher in the school has something to do with Gorman.
And he felt unhappy for this.
The next day, Wendy and Henson took the same car and left the mansion.
On the way, Henson asked, "Got any plans for tonight?"
"Working."
"Then cancel it. I have a business dinner. And I want you to attend with me. You can think it as a return for me to get you out of the trouble at the bar last time."
"Didn't I buy you coffee as a thank?"
"It was not a thank but a torture to me. Thank me in a comfortable way, and then that is a real thank."
She pursed her lips unhappily. Are capitalists always so shrewd?
When the class was over in the afternoon, Wendy was picked up by Henson’s secretary and Baron.
The secretary then took her to get a dress, did some makeup, and had her hair done. After finishing all the steps, Wendy almost couldn't recognize herself in front of the mirror.
Although her face was still the same, but the clothes made her feel awkward.
She had never worn a strapless short gown like this.nd pinker and turned her to be a graceful and sexy lady.
This dress share the same material with the wedding dress. Small yellow flowers dotted on the white cloth, making her skin look tender and rosy.
The fluffy haircut and the dazzling hair on the forehead went with her face perfectly.
Her height was about 170 centimeters. With a pair of 8 centimeters high heel shoes, she looked slenderer.
Wendy turned around to the secretary with a worried face. With a hand over her chest, she asked her, "Do I look strange in this dress?"
The secretary laughed, "Don't worry. Miss Evans. You will win the attention from all the people."
She exhaled deeply for her words. But... She just wanted to hide in a corner to have a good meal. And she didn't want to be the center of attention at all, okay?
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