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Amy really liked this type of high heels. She could not wait to take off her old shoes and put them on. She looked at her right hand with great interest and a very happy smile on her face. It showed how happy she was.

When Mo Wenting saw how anxious Amy was to change into new shoes, she couldn't help but laugh at her. "It's not too late for you to wear it tomorrow. It's like I've never worn a new shoe. "

"It's not that I'm not wearing new shoes. It's that I'm not wearing new shoes of such high quality." Amy did not try to conceal the joy and anxiety in her heart: "I won't be able to wait until tomorrow. I'm going to wear it today."

Amy said as she placed the old heels she had just taken off into the box that held her new shoes. She was prepared to take them home after work.

Seeing that, Mo Wenting gave Amy an idea: "Why don't you give this pair of old high heels to Zemin to see if he is willing to accept them? If he accepts it, it means he's beginning to fall in love with you. "

"That won't happen!" Zemin wouldn't accept such a special gift if he couldn't wear it himself. " Amy shook his head and refused. He didn't even have the thought to try.

"Don't come to such a conclusion so quickly." Mo Wenting reminded Amy with a smile: "You haven't even tried it, how can you be sure that he won't accept it? Don't forget, the last time I returned his high heels to him, he was still willing to accept them even though he knew that he had worn them. "

"That's because he likes you. He thought you were wearing those high heels, so of course he would." Amy replied helplessly, and even said a little sorrowfully: "If he was facing me, he would have definitely rejected me."

Even if Amy knew that Zhang Zeming did not have any love for her, she still liked that man without any change.

Even though this kind of unrequited love was very painful, she would not regret it and would not easily give up. This was surprisingly consistent with Zhang Zeming's determination to love him.

From the attitude towards love, Amy and Zhang Zeming seemed to be exactly the same, with nothing different about them at all.

It was a pity that Amy had made the right choice, but Zhang Zeming was wrong. Mo Wenting was not a woman he could love.

Mo Wenting did not expect her kind suggestion to instead cause Amy to have a sore spot, so she stopped talking immediately. Instead, she moved on to Amy's favorite famous high heels.

This way, she could make Amy happy, and not feel troubled anymore because of their love.

When she finished her work, Mo Wenting had just walked out of the shop when she suddenly caught up from behind: "Ah Wen, wait for me."

"What's the matter? Zemin. " Mo Wenting turned her head to look at Zhang Zeming and asked softly.

"Let's go out for dinner. I've never treated you to a meal even though you've been here for so long." Zhang Zeming replied with a grin.

When Mo Wenting heard it, not only did she not feel happy at all, she also felt a little angry. She had clearly rejected Zhang Zeming's pursuit long ago, but this male superior still insisted on pestering her. She sure was thick-skinned.

"I think it's more appropriate for you to treat Amy to a meal!" Mo Wenting's face sank, and said to Zhang Zeming in an extremely displeased tone, obviously rejecting the other party's offer.

Zhang Zeming saw that Mo Wenting's expression had turned ugly, and immediately explained further: "Ah Wen, don't be angry yet, I don't want to pursue you with a thick face, but because I've thought it through, and won't pester you anymore. We're still ordinary friends, aren't we? "

"Yeah, I've always emphasized that we're ordinary friends, so it's impossible for us to move forward any further." Hearing Zhang Zeming's words, Mo Wenting felt that it was acceptable, so she relaxed her tone and asked the man with a smile: "Have you really thought it through?"

"Really? I also think that your words are very reasonable. "Since you're not interested in me, it's useless no matter how much effort I put in." Zhang Zeming seriously replied Mo Wenting.

"That would be for the best. Then you don't need to treat me to food, you should just treat Amy. " Mo Wenting advised Zhang Zeming with a smile.

Hearing that Mo Wenting didn't leave him with these three sentences, Zhang Zeming was both amused and helpless. He clearly knew what kind of woman she liked, she didn't need Mo Wenting to teach him at all.

Only now, he felt that he must change the way he pursued Mo Wenting, in order for Mo Wenting to let go of his guard against him and not deliberately distance herself from him. That way, he would have more opportunities to get close to the woman he truly loved.

This was also the true reason why Zhang Zeming had purposely said that he had only wanted to be friends with Mo Wenting. He hoped that his strategy would work as soon as possible and allow Mo Wenting to unknowingly slowly fall in love with him.

Seeing that Mo Wenting had stubbornly rejected the idea of treating him to a meal, Zhang Zeming continued to persuade her, "Ah Wen, I've thought it through with great difficulty, can't you give me a chance to speak your mind? After all, we are not just friends, but colleagues. You have always been very cooperative with my work, and I would like to thank you in this way as well. It's just a meal. Don't tell me you're going to reject me? "

Zhang Zeming's heart became anxious and he became excited. In one breath, he said many heartfelt words to Mo Wenting. He even cunningly pretended to be somewhat pitiful in order to gain Mo Wenting's sympathy. Maybe once a woman relented, she would just let him be.

Seeing Zhang Zeming begging him in such a low tone and also feeling that what he said did make sense, Mo Wenting felt that it was too embarrassed to refuse again, so he could only nod his head and agree to the man's request, "Alright, let's find a place to eat dinner, we can have a nice chat along the way."

Mo Wenting had this plan in her heart. If it really could change Zhang Zeming's mind, then it could be counted as her doing her best to help her close friend out. It was worth it to accompany a man to dinner.

"I know there's a restaurant where the chef makes pretty good food. I'll take you to have a taste." When Zhang Zeming saw that Mo Wenting had promised her, he was extremely happy and almost jumped out of excitement. He immediately recommended her a good place to eat.

"Is it far? If it's too far, I don't want to go. " Mo Wenting carefully asked Zhang Zeming, obviously worried about him.

"Not far at all. We'll be there in less than ten minutes by taxi. " Zhang Zeming earnestly replied.

"Alright then." Mo Wenting believed that Zhang Zeming wouldn't lie to him about such a small matter, so she chose to believe in Zhang Zeming and nodded in agreement.

Zhang Zeming immediately went to the side of the road to find a taxi, and sat behind the taxi with Mo Wenting.

After he told the taxi driver the name and address of the restaurant, he actually wanted to grab Mo Wenting's hand. This seemed to be a subconscious action, as if he was unable to restrain himself from doing so.