Chapter 142 Being Chased After

The two young girls waiting for the elevator together stood on the other side of Zed and Teresa. They occasionally whispered to each other, and occasionally chuckled.

Teresa glanced at the two young staff from the corner of her eye. They were not good-looking and dressed. She guessed that they were also a group of women who dreamed of marrying a rich man every day.

One of the girls, cheered by her friend, plucked up the courage to say, "Mr. Zed, I..." The girl was a little shy. When she looked into Zed's clear eyes, she spoke more incoherently, "can you help me to sign here?"

The girl said what she wanted to say in one breath. She took out the notebook she had prepared and raised it with her trembling hands.

Zed was at a loss what to do when the little girl suddenly talked to him. But after hearing her request, he agreed generously.

"Should I sign here or here?" Taking the black signature pen provided by the little girl, Zed asked her patiently.

When the little girl talked with Zed, her heart was beating fast, and it was so nervous that it was about to jump out of her body!

At first, the girl was too embarrassed to accost Zed, but he looked very kind and polite, which was a stark contrast to the cold-blooded CEO of the YS Group. At the thought of this, the girl dared to talk to Zed.

It turned out that Zed was indeed a handsome, modest and friendly man!

After the little girl's successful example, many female employees lurking around Zed got bold and went straight out of the hidden place. Like the little girl who had done before, they took out something they had prepared in advance and asked for an autograph for Zed.

Zed was always gentle and good tempered, so he met all the women's demands one by one. As time went by, Zed's title of "gentle man" was heard in the company.

However, some were happy while some were sad. A large number of female employees flocked in, which made Teresa, who had been standing next to Zed, be squeezed to other place.

Zed looked around and found that Teresa was sitting dejectedly on a row of benches not far from the elevator, absent-minded. "What's wrong? You look upset," Zed asked as he walked up to her After saying that, he stretched out his hand to caress Teresa's long and soft hair, but was shunned by her. Feeling quite embarrassed, Zed had to withdraw his hand.

"Teresa, are you angry with me?" Seeing the depressed expression on Teresa's face, Zed couldn't help feeling sorry for her. He asked in a low voice, half squatting, looking at Teresa's face.

Teresa took a look at Zed and the scene that he was being flattered by the female staff kept flashing through her mind. She felt a little jealous. She said slowly in a slightly hoarse voice, "did you lie to me? Why

ill young, and she didn't want to spend all her time on a relationship. He just wanted to let her know gradually that he was the right person who could bring her happiness, not Victor!

Suddenly, Zed turned to Teresa and said seriously, "Teresa, I will give you some time to accept me!"

Teresa didn't reply, but still with a typical smile on her face. She turned her head and looked out of the window, leaving a clear profile for Zed.

The sky was very blue near the evening. The clouds floated in the sky, making the whole scene very relaxing. Zed didn't know whether his words were right or not and whether his future would be bright. He wasn't even sure if he could take everything from Victor's hand that the things his father wanted. At that moment, all he wanted was only Teresa.

When they were waiting for the green light at the crossing, Zed stretched out his hand and tried to hold Teresa's hand, but she pushed him away indifferently. Zed then turned to look at Teresa, who was still looking outside blankly and seemed to have no idea what she was thinking about...

In the evening.

A waning moon high in the sapphire blue sky surrounded by glimmers of light. In the depths of the sky, there were several stars twinkling.

After taking a shower, Sophia sat on the balcony and enjoyed the moon. She had a peaceful mind.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the ring of her cellphone. An unknown number was shown on it. Sophia picked up the phone and hesitated for a while. She didn't intend to answer it. But the phone didn't seem to stop ringing. It kept ringing. Sophia's beautiful eyebrows twisted together. She was afraid that the person who called had something urgent to do, so she pressed the answer button.

On the other end of the line, there came a very familiar voice, "how's everything going with you, Sophia?"