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"Two sets then, but first try them on." Ke Zhengwei pointed at Yinyin and said to the sales lady.

"Alright."

He actually wanted her to help him try it on. Gently gritting her teeth, she speechlessly looked at the long, lake-blue dress in the hands of the sales lady. She walked over, pulled it over, and then slowly walked into a spacious fitting room.

It wasn't a big deal. After all, she was his secretary.

Gently taking off her stiff uniform, she changed into a long skirt, with her shoulders cut and waist cut off. The wrinkles on her body accentuated her slim waist, making her look like a beautiful princess in the mirror. The elegant and pure Cinderella in the fairy tale was just that she was missing a pair of crystal shoes, and those crystal shoes had to be gifted to her by her prince.

Lightly pulling the hem of her skirt, her white neck was perfectly exposed in the transparent mirror. The moment she looked down, she realized that she also liked this kind of dressing. It turned out that there wasn't a single woman who could resist the allure of beauty.

However, these things didn't seem to belong to her.

He opened the door and tiptoed out of the room as if he had made a mistake. He had never dressed like this before, and he still felt a little uncomfortable.

The instant the door of the locker room opened, Ke Zhengwei stood before the door and observed her ambiguous gaze. Coincidentally, in his hand was a pair of shoes that were as transparent as crystal.

Rubbing her eyes, it was like a dream. If she was Cinderella, then her prince was right in front of her.

Ke Zhengwei stared at Yinyin without blinking. He was not surprised, but rather delighted. At that moment, a faint smile appeared on his face.

She was very beautiful. Her eyes were as clean as a piece of fine jade without a speck of dust, yet she seemed to have a thousand words to say.

She raised her hand, and a pair of crystal shoes appeared in front of her. Just as she was about to reach out to catch them, she suddenly paused, trying on someone else's dress, there shouldn't be a need to try on a pair of shoes, because everyone's feet were different, at least she didn't like the shoes others wore, so the other woman definitely wouldn't like the shoes she wore, right?

His shoes were still in the air, and he looked at her seductively, but his pride didn't let her take the crystal shoes. She took a step forward.

At this moment, he bent down and grabbed her small, pale feet. He took off his worn-out shoes, and the crystal-like shoes gently landed on her feet. They were so light, so soft, as if they were feathers that gave her a dreamy feeling.

One, two. In a blink of an eye, her feet had changed to crystal shoes. She was curious as to where these shoes came from. Before she entered the fitting room, she had never seen any shoes sold here.

She pulled her hand up like a couple on the dance floor. The fingers on her waist exerted a little force, and she already spun around in a circle naturally. The instant her skirt fluttered in the wind, the sunlight outside the window shined in her eyes, as if telling her that this was not a dream, but a real world.

"Very beautiful." He sighed.

At this moment, she was already quietly standing in front of the mirror in the fitting room. She didn't know how she came in, but when she stood and looked at herself in the mirror, she discovered that behind her was his handsome face.

In truth, the world was a beautiful place. It was just that she had imprisoned her heart for far too long.

He turned her body around, breathing lightly on her face, tickling her so much that she started to panic, this was a feeling she had never had before. In the mirror on all four sides of the dressing room, there were countless figures of her and him, so close that it seemed as if something was going to happen next.

The door wasn't shut tight, but a light cough could be heard through the gap in the door at this moment. Yinyin was startled, and she ran for the door like a frightened little rabbit.

Behind him was his naughty smile, but she didn't have the time to see it.

"Miss, these two dresses are all wrapped up, and so are the shoes."

"Alright." The sales lady quickly got up and sold two sets of evening dresses in the blink of an eye. Presumably, she wouldn't have to worry about the prize money this month.

She once again changed back into her stiff uniform and worn-out high-heeled shoes. Looking at herself in the mirror, she realized that when the clock struck midnight, everything could only be the same as before. Her prince did not come.

Carrying the two handbags the salesgirl had handed her, she followed him like a footman, and when he got into the car, everything was as calm as if nothing had happened.

Within the transparent office, Yinyin continued to struggle with the two stacks of information on the table. She had no idea how Ke Zhengwei's secretary had managed to complete all these tasks, or how she had managed to accumulate so much information over the past few days.

There was no other way or time to complain. Her job was to work, to work as hard as she could.

She tapped the keyboard repeatedly to let time pass. When the afterglow of the setting sun shined on her desk, she realized that yet another day was going to pass. However, she still had too many things that she hadn't finished dealing with.

A shadow quietly blocked the fading sunlight. He subconsciously looked up. Why hasn't he left yet?

His Party, bad, she had forgotten to remind him, "CEO, it's time for you to go."

His smile in the sun was like a spring breeze, easing her nervous heart a little. Then he took her hand and said, "Let's go together."

That resolute voice echoed in the empty office, clear and melodious …

He had lied to her, causing her to feel some heartache.

The two tuxedos had been given to her. He would take her with him, not even in time to refuse, because he had dragged her into the beauty parlor because it was too late.

Like a puppet, she allowed the Barber to randomly do a simple and fashionable hairstyle for her. Her long hair was tied up in a bun, and a rose was stuck in her hair. She was lightly painted with makeup, making her even more charming and alluring than a rose.

However, that was not the case. The BMW was speeding along the wide asphalt road, and countless views of the streets were passed by. Her prince was sitting right next to her.

The faint fragrance of the cologne once again rippled around her. It was a sweet and blissful and warm feeling. So she was the only girl he could bring out in public, then did this prove that she was his girlfriend?