President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 392

“I’m sorry.” I stood in the hallway with my head down and I was sad.

I found out a lot of things are not what I thought.

I thought it was just my own thing, but it was affecting people around me.

Everyone was worried and affected.

When I got back to the office, Chloe said, “Becky, why don’t you have a press conference like Cindy?”

“No way.” Linda followed me and said, “do you think the press conference is casual? They’ve already handed out questions to reporters, and then they’ve prepared answers. It’s all scripts. If you hold a press conference, you can’t answer their questions.”

“Then we can prepare the script.”

Chloe said.

Linda shook her head. “With Becky’s reputation now, even if you give money, few people may be willing to cooperate.”

I sat there, speechless.

I felt like everything was in a dead end.

The four of us sat in the office all day and couldn’t find a way.

In the evening, Daisy wanted to have a hot pot. She was going abroad and wouldn’t be able to eat hot pot for a long time. She would surely miss it!

We were helpless and agreed.

We went to a hotpot restaurant.

We sat in the corner.

After we ordered, the waiter asked us what we wanted.

“I want the hottest!” Daisy yelled.

The waiter took it seriously and left.

After the hot pot was served, we poured the ingredients into the pot and regretted it.

Chloe looked at Daisy drinking yogurt and complained, “you want the hottest. You have to eat it. Don’t just drink!”

“Don’t underestimate me.” Daisy fished out four broccoli with a spoon. She gave two to Chloe and two to herself and said, “let’s have two broccoli and no yogurt. Whoever loses must imitate the sound of a pig.”

“OK!” Chloe agreed right away.

They began to eat broccoli.

Meat was not spicy, but vegetables were the hottest.

Chloe ate a piece of broccoli and couldn’t stand it. She picked up a yogurt beside her and drank it.

So did Daisy. She watched Chloe drink yogurt and said, “I’m not afraid to imitate the pig’s cry!”

With that, she picked up the yogurt beside her and drank it.

Linda and I looked at them and suggested, “we can order again.”

“I agree!”

“Yes!”

Daisy and Chloe spoke in unison.

When I was about to call for a waiter, I saw a woman in the distance who was a little familiar.

I looked at her subconsciously and found out it was Cindy.