The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee By Vera Whitehead Chapter 46
Chapter 46 She’s not Your Wife
“F**k? Am I mature enough to watch this?”
“I’m sorry, Miss Scott. I laughed too loudly just now! I’m announcing that you are my only idol, so if this kind of video exists, can you share it with me again?”
“Oh, my G*d! These abs are too mouthwatering! I want to chew!”
“Why have I never seen this kind of video on Tik Tok? Is it because I’m not a rich woman?”
“I’m so envious of the rich woman! This cute guy twists so well. Look at his waist and buttock…”
People made comments.
It was Tik Tok on Ziana’s phone.
She had spent much time on this application and knew many dance Tik Tokers were on it.
Before officially choreographing, she had to make some preparations.
In the past ten years, Ziana had not been particularly exposed to dance and had very little experience, but by watching other people dance, she could quickly learn what she needed.
Unexpectedly, she found a lot of videos that suited her taste just by searching for dance. Big data really knew her best.
The first video showed a man with abs dancing hip-hop, s*xy and sassy, with sweat flying down his tan arms, making people’s scalps numb.
The second video was a man in a suit twisting his hips. The movement was simple, but his aloofness and stirring feeling were perfect. It made people want to throw him down.
The third video showed a man in a costume dancing a folk dance gracefully, as fast as a hare, with emotions in his eyes. People talked dirty in the comment section.
Before Susan knew it, she had been on the seventh one. She couldn’t help but swallow.
Because the voice was a bit loud, it disturbed Ziana.
She raised her head and smiled when she saw it was Susan. Ziana invited her, “Sit down and
Watch?”
It was really embarrassing.
Susan shook her head, “No, I’ll arrange the music.”
After she finished speaking, she flew away.
Ziana didn’t react too much and continued to browse the video.
It was at noon soon.
Before Ziana got tired of it, the comment section blew up.
“Seriously? I’m back from a few other live stream channels, and is Ziana still watching these men dancing? Didn’t she say she would finish the choreography by tomorrow? Now does she just slack
off? I’m so disappointed!”
“Even a fool knows she is bragging. Do you really believe her? Good for you!”
“Do you understand the combination of work and rest? You watch and then choreograph! When did
Ziana tell a lie?”
“Do you dare to bet? I bet Ziana won’t be able to make up a dance tomorrow! If she does, I’ll donate
her ten-thousand-dollar gifts!”
“Okay. I bet Ziana will make it. Otherwise, I will donate 100 thousand-dollar gifts!”
“F**k! The two guys are better braggers than Ziana!”
At the same time, in the president’s office of the Lewis Company.
Boris recognized the crazy Steven in the comment section.
“Why did he call Ziana wife?”
“Doesn’t he have a wife? Does he call everyone’s wife like that?” Boris thought.
He frowned, staring at the screen, displeased.
“How old is Steven? It’s childish to bet with people online! And it’s even more ridiculous that he
calls himself Ziana’s husband!”
“Who is he to donate Ziana expensive gifts?”
WhatsApp message asking me to watch it. I have no choice. It’s so annoying.”
Nell was puzzled, “But didn’t Miss Scott block you on WhatsApp?”
Boris suddenly gave him a hard look, “Couldn’t she unblock me?”
Nell was scared and echoed, “Miss Scott still cares about you. You’re very important to Miss Scott.”
Boris felt relieved, “She’s really annoying.”
Nell lowered his head, “Mr. Lewis, please have lunch first.”
Twenty minutes later.
Nell left with the lunch box, and Boris immediately watched the live stream again.
Unfortunately, there would be no Ziana on the screen. Boris didn’t know where she went, but he
remembered that she would take a lunch break at this point when they were at home.
Boris also planned to rest for a while. But when he glanced at the screen from the corner of his eye, he saw some interesting comments and raised his brows involuntarily.
“That new user, idubvjk, must be a newly registered alternative account. Is he a coward? Doesn’t he dare to use his main account to brag?”
“Didn’t he say he would donate 100 million-dollar gifts? That’s full of sh*t! He would never earn so much money from the age of apes to the present!”
“The loser fantasizes again! He seeks attention because his life is full of disappointments! Forget about the 100 million-dollar gifts. Get yourself something worth 100!”
Boris was speechless.
“New user idubvjk, you are very funny! Do you think you are my brother! Why are you so silent,
loser?”
“How dare you to steal my wife with a couple of bucks? Do you want to pretend to be the top man with your 360-dollar salary?”
Boris didn’t know the user idubvjk was him at first, but after combining the content, he realized he was involved in this fun.
Seeing that Steven asked him out in the comment section, Boris typed.
“Correct. She is not your wife but mine.”
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