Chapter 44

When ye Miaomiao came out of the bath, he found that the servant had already prepared a suit of clothes to put there.

She stepped forward to pick up a look, it was ol style business dress, a chiffon white shirt and a nude high waist Knee Skirt, plus a pair of high heels.

This is the style of the workplace. Does the tyrant like to play with the temptation of uniform?

……

In the dining room.

Talk about Yi cold is eating breakfast slowly, arrogant, indifferent, and a pair of no appetite appearance.

Mo Lin is drinking milk again. His gunshot wound has not yet healed, so he has to mend it.

At this time, outside the restaurant came a burst of high-heeled shoes crisp sound, giving people unlimited fantasy space.

Then, Mo Lin casually looked back, and the milk in his mouth almost came out.

"Cough... Cough..."

Mo Lin wipes his mouth with a tissue. It's not that his reaction is too exaggerated. It's the woman in front of him. If you don't look carefully, you can't see that it's Ye Miaomiao.

"Is it... Ugly?"

Seeing Mo Lin's reaction, ye Miaomiao can't help looking down at her dress. It's really awkward. It's the first time she's dressed like this.

Her slender figure is incisively and vividly displayed by this dress, protruding forward and backward, thin waist and long legs, white and beautiful.

From a simple ignorant little girl to a kind of sexy little woman.

The long hair is curled up, a high ponytail is tied up, a delicate nude makeup is painted, and a pair of white high-heeled shoes are worn under the slender ankles, which gives people a gentle and graceful feeling. The pure and elegant temperament is compelling.

Tan Yihan looked at her and said two words: "good looking."

Such two words without emotion are more like perfunctory, but only Mo Lin knows that this is Si Shao's heartfelt evaluation.

Ye Miaomiao looks at someone and avoids his eyes in fear, because she will unconsciously remember the scenes of last night.

After breakfast, ye Miaomiao follows someone and enters the car.

She deliberately sat far away from him, separated by a person's position.

Ye Miaomiao subconsciously looks out of the car window. He does not dare to look back. His fingertips are touching the plush cushion and rubbing it back and forth.

Suddenly, her little hand was held by Tan Yihan, and her body could not help but froze.

She looked back and saw that Tan Yihan took her hand. She didn't know what she was looking at. She looked solemn and serious.

Ye Miaomiao wanted to take back his hand, but he ordered: "don't move."

He is touching Ye Miaomiao's fingers, especially the ring finger.

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KPC group headquarters.

After getting out of the car, Mo Lin told her: "today, you will play the role of the Secretary of the Fourth Youth League. Just follow him."

"Oh..."

Since Tan Yihan got out of the car, she has been obediently following him, plus this dress, full of secretarial style.

There was a three hour meeting this morning.

When he took the elevator to the fourteenth floor, a group of people had already been greeting him outside the elevator, ready to enter the conference room.

A group of people walked toward the conference hall, her pace also unconsciously followed fast up.

"Miss ye, this document will be handed to tan Zong to read later."

"Miss ye, and this..."

"This..."

After a while, ye Miaomiao's arms were full of folders, and the president was really busy every day.

She holds these files and looks at Tan Yihan's cold and tall figure. Today, he is wearing a black suit, which is perfectly cut and highlights his perfect figure proportion, which is comparable to the international male model.