President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 314

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 Ming for three days.

In the past three days, the media had reported my love with Ming countless times.

For a while, Ming became a typical good man.

He was rich and affectionate.

But I understood his intention very well. He never said anything, but he cleverly used some pressure of public opinion and other things to make me unable to leave him.

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On the fourth day, a small auction of my and Linda’s works finally began.

Because my relationship with Ming was spread on the Internet, there were many people at the auction.

When Linda and I went to the auction, we found a lot of media here.

Linda and I followed the staff to the lounge.

Here I met William, deputy general manager of Tyloo Home, the organizer of Tyloo High-end Interior Design Competition, and Jane, the chief designer of Tyloo Home.

A deputy general manager was not supposed to come to this kind of auction and competition.

William was likely to want to know Ming this time.

Sure enough, when he saw me, he said respectfully, “Miss Jones, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Hello, President Davis.” I shook William’s hand.

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

Then they mainly asked about my personal affairs.

They asked me when to marry Ming.

I didn’t know why they wanted to know these things.

But fortunately, the auction soon began.

We sat backstage and watched the scene.

As a result, I saw Ming sitting in the front at the first sight!