The Innocent Wife of Scheming President novel Chapter 181

"Solve it yourself." How could this man have so many good luck? He could enchant girls even when he was in an elevator. Charming appearance really made him popular.

After breakfast, he took her downstairs of the meeting hall. It was all his fault. When she hurried upstairs, the meeting has already begun, so she had to bend down to go in through the back door and sat next to the annoying Qin she met yesterday.

There was no other better options, because it was the only unoccupied seat left behind.

Qin touched her, as if she was unwilling to let the matter go, "Hey, that man yesterday, is really your husband?"

He later thought about it and felt something was wrong. It seemed that he has met that man somewhere.

"Any questions?" Olive answered coldly and moved her body aside without trace.

Qin said with a smile, "No. I just feel I seemed to meet your husband before."

"Maybe." Olive scribbled casually in her notebook. Although Alan was not very high-profile, he occasionally appeared in newspapers and magazines and on TV. If not, she couldn't collect so much information about him these years. So it was not strange for people in the business circle, like Qin, to feel he has met him. It was just that there was a buzzing fly sound in her ear that made her upset.

"Hey, what's your husband's name? What does he do?" After a while, Qin got closer.

What did this man want? Was he investigating them? "I'm sorry," Olive said angrily. "No comment."

Alright, Alan said that she could offend this kind of bad man as much as she wanted, and he would clean up the mess for her.

Qin asked for a snub, and sat a little far back.

Her ears were finally quiet, but her mobile phone began to bother her.

Alan sent a message to her. "Mrs. Hoyle, why do I miss you after only three minutes since we have been apart."

Olive replied with two words, "Go away."

"I can't come back if I go too far away."

"Don't you dare!"

Alan sat in the car with his lips cocked up. He didn't like to text, which was time-consuming and laborious. But he was missing this girl, he wanted to take her out of that hell exchange meeting. He liked her all kinds of looks, the gentle look, the angry look, or even the arrogant look. Every expression of her was vivid in his eyes.

After a while, he received another message on his cell phone, "Alan, there is a nerd beside me. You pick me up when the meeting is over."