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Ever since Tang Shaofeng made an example out of everyone in the company by chasing away Linda, even though there were still people secretly discussing about Xia Wan, they did not dare to bully her.

Thus, after a period of peace and quiet, Xia Wan had gradually blended into her current work environment.

Even though she knew that her colleagues were polite to her on the surface, but she had no idea how bad their curses sounded from behind her back. But as long as everyone was safe, who would want to start a dispute?

On Saturday, Tang Shaofeng wanted to participate in a grand commercial reception, so he asked Xia Wan to accompany him.

However, Xia Wan was not someone who liked to show off, and was afraid that she would meet someone she knew during the royal ball, so she showed a lot of resistance.

"Can I go?"

"No." Tang Shaofeng rejected without hesitation, causing him to frown.

"Why?" Xia Wan did not understand why Tang Shaofeng insisted on bringing her along. A trade fair was obviously just a way for the industry's elites to open up their networks, it did not matter if they had a female companion.

replied, "Because you are my secretary, you have to follow me wherever I go."

Helpless, Xia Wan could only bite the bullet and compromise.

He thought that Tang Shaofeng would still let her dress up in an ugly way, so he put on his work clothes and didn't forget to put on his antique glasses.

When he walked downstairs, just as Xia Wan wanted to ask Tang Shaofeng when he was going to leave, a mouthful of water sprayed out.

Glancing at Tang Shaofeng with a strange expression, Xia Wan asked unhappily: "What? You don't like it? Didn't you make me dress like this every day? "

Tang Shaofeng repeatedly shook his head, and retorted with a tone of righteousness: "No, no, whatever you wear will look good!"

Xia Wan didn't believe what Tang Shaofeng was saying. After all, the other party was a man who had seen countless beauties.

"It's different today. I've prepared a dress for you. It's in your closet. Go and change into it." Tang Shaofeng smiled as he coaxed Xia Wan to change his clothes. He was afraid that if Xia Wan acted rashly, he would be able to take part in the feast with him due to his ugly appearance.

He was a man, and his female companion was unsightly. Did he even need face?

Xia Wan unhappily rolled her eyes at Tang Shaofeng, and went back upstairs with a darkened face. She silently cursed in her heart: You're the one who made me act ugly, and the one who forbade me from acting ugly was you, you're crazy!

Taking out the gown, Xia Wan's eyes lit up. All women have the heart to love beauty, so she was no exception.

This snow-white dreamy dress, once worn by Xia Wan, was simply dazzling, causing one to be unable to shift their gaze away.

's face was extremely pure and pure, with all kinds of auras mixed together, but perfectly controlled by her, and not awkward in the slightest.

He put down his long hair and made it into a curvy curve, making it seem even more seductive.

In the end, Xia Wan used some makeup and it could be said that she was so beautiful that she couldn't bear to be disrespectful to others.

Once again supporting himself down the stairs, Xia Wan had a doubtful look in her eyes. She was not sure if she would be able to satisfy Tang Shaofeng this time, a pair of clear eyes filled with confusion, like a spirit that had accidentally barged into this villa.

Tang Shaofeng stared at Xia Wan blankly with the fruit juice cup in his hand. His gaze was deep, as if his entire soul had been sucked away by Xia Wan.

"How is it? "Is it okay?" Xia Wan pinched her skirt, and asked Tang Shaofeng with anticipation in her eyes.

Coming back to his senses, Tang Shaofeng smiled but did not speak, he directly walked to the bottom of the stairs and held Xia Wan's hand, and kissed, "Wife, why don't you change back?"

Xia Wan was too beautiful, so Tang Shaofeng was worried. He would rather bring Xia Wan, who would not be looked at by others, than to let everyone know that she was beautiful.

"Switch back? Are you making fun of me? "Not exchanging!" After tormenting herself for such a long time just for the sake of pretending, Xia Wan couldn't help but get angry, and felt that Tang Shaofeng was so capricious that he became nervous.

Sensing that Xia Wan was really unhappy, Tang Shaofeng laughed bitterly, and had no choice but to use a joke to hide his desire for possession, "Alright, I was just teasing you."

Seeing that Xia Wan's face was slightly better, Tang Shaofeng left the sofa and went to his bedroom to change into a new set of clothes.

Although this dress was already very low key, it could not stand up to the fact that Tang Shaofeng was wearing it.

With just a single glance, he would be able to raise the aura of his clothes to the maximum.

Looking at Tang Shaofeng who was slowly walking down the stairs, Xia Wan's heartbeat inexplicably sped up, and her expression was also very uncomfortable.

Turning his face away in confusion, Xia Wan's cheeks were already slightly red, "Just when are you planning to set off?

Using urgency to cover up the nervousness of his heartbeat, Xia Wan kept walking outwards, but her heart was still beating shockingly fast.

"Wife, slow down. The skirt is too long, be careful of falling." Tang Shaofeng watched Xia Wan meticulously like an old lady who was in front and at the back, as if she had a heart that couldn't be stopped.

The two of them got into the car. It was already 7: 30, and the ball was about to open at 8: 00.

The car did not start the engine yet, causing Xia Wan to turn her head in confusion. She looked around, only to see a pair of hot eyes looking at her, "Wife, you're so beautiful today, I don't even want to bring you out anymore. I just want to leave you at home to admire you."

His heart skipped a beat. Xia Wan knew that Tang Shaofeng was an expert at saying love words, but he never expected that when the other party said love words, it would carry such a fatal attraction.

Hurriedly lowering his head, Xia Wan grumbled with an unnatural expression: "Hurry up, if you delay any longer you'll be late."

Reluctantly retracting his gaze, Tang Shaofeng was in an extremely good mood. He had the feeling that he was the victor in life engraved on his face.

Arriving at the hotel that held the party, Tang Shaofeng forcefully allowed Xia Wan to hold onto his arm. The two of them were like a pair of mummies, as they entered the stage with smiles on their faces.

But after entering the stage, the men all gave Xia Wan stunned looks, causing her to no longer be able to laugh.

He returned each and every one of his cold, warning eyes back at Xia Wan, just barely missing a sign on his body that said "do not respect anything".

Because Tang Shaofeng's identity was low and illustrious, he was invited to the front row.

Xia Wan was not used to such a grand occasion. She felt uncomfortable all over, and sweat a little.

He held Xia Wan's hand and realized that the other party was not used to it. Tang Shaofeng frowned and asked softly: "Are you not feeling well?"

"No, I'm in a hurry. I want to go to the washroom." Not wanting to be mocked by Tang Shaofeng, Xia Wan forced out such a crappy reason.

Hearing that, Tang Shaofeng did not know whether to laugh or cry. He stood up and pulled Xia Wan and said: "I'll accompany you."

"Are you a pervert? Are you going to the female restroom?" Pulling out her hand, Xia Wan gracefully went to look for the bathroom.

In a seat not far from Tang Shaofeng, Ye Tong and Xiao Muting looked towards Xia Wan at the same time. The former was jealous, but the latter had a complicated look in her eyes.

Tang Shaofeng was worried, but just as he was about to follow along, he saw Xiao Muting walking over on his own accord, and could only smile and reminisce with him.

"Shaofeng, it's been a long time since you've contacted me since you got married. Has the prodigal son gone back?" Xiao Muting's tone was playful, causing people to not be able to tell whether he was joking or mocking his opponent.

Tang Shaofeng raised his eyebrows with a slight smile, and jokingly denied: "When have I been unruly? The only girl I chased, was Xia Wan, right? It's just that it's too long. "

His expression changed, and the gloomy Xiao Muting raised his wine cup, his smile stiff …

In the hotel's ladies' bathroom, Xia Wan looked in the mirror and took a deep breath to ease her restless emotions.

Ye Tong leaned on the door and looked at Xia Wan with contempt for a while before speaking, "A wild chicken is a wild chicken. This gathering of celebrities must be hard for you, right? "

Hearing Ye Tong's ridicule, Xia Wan turned her head, her eyes cold: "Ye Tong, last time you messed up my food, causing me to become allergic to hospital, I didn't even settle the score with you, you still dare to come and act arrogantly in front of me?"

Ye Tong lowered her eyelids, hiding the guilt in her eyes, and then asked with a smile: "Do you have evidence? "Don't slander us without evidence!"

Sly with his mouth raised, Xia Wan crossed her arms and replied unhurriedly. "That's right, I don't have any evidence. Then what do you think? The one who tampered with my food, damn it, damn it. "

She knew that Ye Tong was confident in her status as a rich girl and couldn't learn to curse words. However, Xia Wan was different, if she got annoyed by her, she could say anything.

"You!" Ye Tong's face changed, her eyes stared straight at Xia Wan, anger and contempt.

"What's wrong with me? Didn't you say you didn't do it? Then why so excited? A guilty conscience? " Xia Wan laughed, she liked to see Ye Tong choking to the point that he had no way to fight back.

She was clearly a little girl that had not dried out yet, yet she had to pretend to be the Great Sis of the Old Daoist, which was why Xia Wan did not spoil her.

As his eyes moved, Ye Tong suppressed the anger in her heart, and laughed: "Right, I heard you miscarried? Is it because you've done too many wicked things that you didn't have a child? "

Narrowing his eyes, Xia Wan's entire body was filled with a domineering aura.

With regards to the matter of the miscarriage, not only did Xia Wan have a headache, it was also a mystery that she could not wrap her head around. Furthermore, Ye Tong using this matter to provoke her would inevitably arouse Xia Wan's suspicions.

"How do you know I miscarried?" Xia Wan, whose eyes were gloomy, stared straight at Ye Tong.

Ye Tong was frightened by her gaze, but continued to taunt her with a cold face: "Who cares how the hell do you think I know? "I might as well..."

"Pah!" Before Ye Tong could finish cursing, she stood rooted to the ground in shock with a palm imprint imprinted on her face.

After coming back to his senses, Ye Tong became angry from embarrassment, and could not help but roar: "You dare hit me! Who do you think you are to dare to teach me a lesson! "

Saying that, Ye Tong grabbed Xia Wan's long hair, and the two of them started fighting the moment they heard the news.

"So what if I hit you? Your parents didn't educate you, so you need to be virtuous. I'll teach them! "

Xia Wan was considered a hero amongst women when it came to fighting, but Ye Tong, a girl from a wealthy family, did not care about the consequences when she got angry.

Therefore, when the delicate Ye Tong fought against the incomparably mighty Xia Wan, it was naturally Xia Wan who held the upper hand.

Before long, Ye Tong's eyes were filled with fear, she was especially fearful of Xia Wan's fists. However, Xia Wan would never show mercy to the fairer sex, not to mention that Ye Tong's mouth was truly malicious, and had already angered her.

Ye Tong cried out for help non-stop, and Xia Wan dragged Ye Tong to the innermost part of the bathroom, so that she wouldn't be stopped before she could enjoy herself.

The scene was extremely explosive, Ye Tong was plastered on the waist with tears in her eyes, crying her heart out.

The two women were covered in fingernails, looking miserable and comical.

"Xia Wan! Stop right there! " It was unknown when Xiao Muting had reached the door of the bathroom, but his face was gloomy and his eyes were filled with shock.