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Mo Wenting had already figured out that Zhang Zeming was lying to him, and only felt that there was no need to poke a hole in his face to save him some face for a man.

Amy suddenly walked over to Mo Wenting, with a smile on her face, she looked happy.

Mo Wenting noticed that Amy was wearing a new beige dress. She was extremely beautiful, no wonder she was so happy.

Before Mo Wenting could even open her mouth to praise Amy, his best friend had already asked her with a smile: "Ah Wen, look at this dress of mine."

Amy asked Mo Wenting as she happily turned her body, spinning a few rounds in order for Mo Wenting to see everything more clearly and comprehensively. At the same time, she had the intention to show off a little.

After all, in terms of attire, Amy was even more particular and interested in it than Mo Wenting. For a new dress, a new dress, she was even willing to go on a diet for a month just to get better.

Now that she had bought a new dress, of course she had to show it off to her best sisters in order to give her poor vanity some satisfaction.

"Of course it looks good. It's so beautiful." Mo Wenting smiled and praised Amy. She earnestly nodded to confirm that her praise to her best friend was from the bottom of her heart.

"Then when you say that Zemin has seen it, would he like it too?" Amy nervously asked Mo Wenting. It seemed that this was what she valued the most, and also her true purpose.

The reason she had to dress herself bright and beautiful was so that she could attract Zhang Zeming's attention and also wanted to be liked by men.

After Mo Wenting asked him this question, Mo Wenting finally remembered that Zhang Zeming had once said that he liked this kind of design. She immediately understood Amy's intentions, she knew that her best friend had bought a new dress based on the style that Zhang Zeming liked.

However, Amy didn't think of one thing, and that was if Zhang Zeming really didn't have any feelings for her, then no matter how beautifully she dressed up, it would still be useless to dress up according to a man's wishes.

Mo Wenting was smarter than Amy. She had already thought of it, but she didn't want to disappoint Amy and cause him to lose confidence.

She merely gave Amy an affirmative encouragement: "I will, Zemin will definitely like it even if he sees it."

"What a pity that even you can't calculate it. I still need Zemin to personally say that he likes me. " Amy's mind was quite clear, he laughed and said to Mo Wenting: "I'll go to the office and ask Zemin, to see what his evaluation of my new skirt will be like."

After Amy finished speaking, she immediately headed towards Zhang Zeming's office.

Mo Wenting thought that Zhang Zeming should be sleeping in his office, and not working, so she anxiously pulled Amy and advised him, "You should wait for two or three hours before you go find Zemin. Right now, he should be sleeping inside. If you go and find him, you will disturb him. "

"Sleep? This shouldn't be possible, right? I have never seen Zemin sleeping in the office. " Amy was very surprised, but also had a face of disbelief. He clearly expressed his suspicions towards Mo Wenting.

Seeing Amy's puzzled expression, Mo Wenting knew that if he did not tell her the truth, she would not be able to believe him. She then immediately told her the truth, "Zemin did not sleep well last night, and can only sleep a little while when work is still unhurried this morning. "Since you're not in a hurry with this matter, it's not too late to ask him about it in the afternoon. Just don't disturb his sleep."

"Ah Wen, how did you know that Zemin didn't sleep well last night? Were you all together last night? " The questions on Amy's mind continued to grow, to the point where he couldn't help but suspect Mo Wenting, and continued to ask.

Mo Wenting saw that Amy was misunderstanding her, so she quickly replied her in detail: "No, that's not it. I just had dinner with Zemin last night, and then we separated. It was only this morning that I saw him with a pair of panda eyes and knew he had not slept well. I let him go to the office and take a nap. "

"Is that really true?" Amy's doubts had not yet been dispelled, and she actually did not dare to complete Mo Wenting's words.

"This is true, I won't lie to you." Mo Wenting replied with certainty, but she secretly felt it was strange too.

She didn't think that even Amy would start to suspect her.

Amy was someone who knew Mo Wenting's true identity, so she should have believed that the relationship between Mo Wenting and her was completely innocent. However, her current appearance was filled with suspicion.

Mo Wenting could not help but be secretly vexed in her heart, worried that if Amy continued to question him, even if she did not know how to explain herself, she would be able to make his best friend completely believe his words.

But after Amy fell silent for a while, she gave a light "En" to Mo Wenting and turned back to her work desk.

Although Amy did not make things difficult for her, Mo Wenting could still see the doubt in her expression. She only hoped that she could think things through on her own and not affect the relationship between the two sisters.

This was what Mo Wenting was most worried about.

She had long since expected that as long as Zhang Zeming still liked her, it would affect her relationship with Amy, so she had been trying hard to prevent this from happening.

But now, it seemed that her efforts had been ineffective, and the worst thing that she feared the most had happened.

But she really did not lie to Amy. No matter how much her best friend suspected, as long as she had a clear conscience, she could be at ease.

Sooner or later, Amy would also find out how honest and caring he was towards her.

Mo Wenting cleared her emotions and turned on the computer on her desk. As she was preparing to write her project, her phone suddenly rang.

It was work time now, so if a colleague was looking for her, he wouldn't need to call her on her cell phone.

This meant that the person who was calling her wasn't a colleague, but a friend.

Mo Wenting took out her phone to see the name. Only then did she know that it was Xiang Tian.

As Xiang Tian was still far away in Paris, Mo Wenting couldn't help but feel surprised. She immediately picked up the phone and went straight to the point: "Xiang Tian, do you have something urgent to talk to me about?"

"Ah Wen, it seems that you're quite concerned about me, huh. It's not as cold as it looks on the surface." Xiang Tian did not reply Mo Wenting in a hurry. Instead, he expressed his joy to the woman he liked first.

"We are ordinary friends. "Speaking of concern, this is also a concern between friends, don't think too much about it." Mo Wenting immediately reminded Xiang Tian.

"I know." Xiang Tian was still smiling happily as he replied Mo Wenting, "Regardless of whether it's a friend's concern or not, as long as I have your care and concern, I am already very happy."