Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

Shen Rongche placed Zhang Mo'er's office next to his own, and everyone in the company started talking about it.

At first I thought that Bai Xin was not a fuel-efficient lamp, but I didn't expect that another even more powerful one came.

A group of women are gossiping in a tea restaurant.

"Hey, don't you think the new designer Zhang Mo'er looks familiar?"

"You don't even know her! You are too ignorant!"

"what's the situation?"

A woman excitedly began to popularize Zhang Mo'er's background.

"The design draft plagiarism incident that caused a lot of noise a while ago, Zhang Mo'er is the protagonist!"

"It turned out to be her! No wonder I feel so familiar!"

"She is the only Chinese female designer in Molun Design Institute! She is unique in history!"

Bai Xin was silently listening to these women's gossip, she was also taken aback, Zhang Mo'er is so powerful?
"What does it mean when the president puts her office next to his own?"

The woman named Sister Chen said excitedly.

"Needless to say, it's not surprising that such a beautiful and talented woman can be favored by the CEO!"

"But doesn't the president have a mysterious fiancée? She's been well protected. So far no one has dared to find out who the president's fiancée is."

Sister Chen patted her thigh, "Could this designer Zhang Mo'er be the CEO's fiancée?"

Bai Xin blurted out without thinking, "Impossible!"

Several women looked at Bai Xin in unison, waiting for Bai Xin's next words.

Bai Xin was a little embarrassed, she said softly: "I heard that you can't be the CEO's fiancée casually, and you need the consent of the elders in the family."

Sister Chen looked at Bai Xin with a malicious expression on her face, "Xiao Xin'er, you are serious about it. Do you have anything to do with the president?"

Bai Xin pretended to be embarrassed and lowered her head, "It's okay, the president is my cousin."

"what!"

Several women exclaimed together.

Bai Xin quickly waved at several people, "You just need to know, don't tell others! I don't want people to know."

Sister Chen helped and said: "I know! If you want us to know, you will tell us from the beginning, right?"

Bai Xin nodded shyly, "I'm here for an internship, and I want to learn more from everyone. If I tell everyone my real identity, I'm afraid they will alienate me."

Sister Chen was very happy, she didn't expect her bet to be correct, it turned out that Bai Xin really had something to do with the CEO, it seemed that she was going to hug Bai Xin's thigh well.

So she patted her chest and said: "Don't worry, if you don't understand anything in the future, just come to us and we will teach you!"

Several people nearby echoed, "That's right, don't be polite to us."

Bai Xin was secretly proud that these idiots were fooled by her with just a few words.

Sister Chen continued to gossip, "Xiao Xiner, do you know who this Zhang Moer is the CEO? Does she have any relationship with the CEO?"

Bai Xin wanted to speak but stopped: "This..."

"Oh, just say it, we promise not to say it."

"I don't know either. Brother Kevin asked me to deliver documents to the president, and I saw Designer Zhang living in the president's house."

"Oh……"

The women seemed to understand something and looked at each other meaningfully.

"By the way, wasn't there a woman who went to the staff restaurant with the president last time? Could it be Designer Zhang?"

Sister Chen patted her head and suddenly thought of it.

"That's right, it is!"

Sister Chen confirmed.

"Tsk tsk, it's not enough to be good-looking these days! You have to be talented, otherwise you won't have the face to be a rich man's lover!"

A woman's face was full of contempt for others, but there was a sour smell in her words.

Zhang Mo'er walked in at this time.

"Hey! People are coming!"

When they saw Zhang Mo'er coming in, they panicked.

Zhang Mo'er felt strange, why are you looking at her like this?
She went to the pantry and poured herself a cup of coffee.

"Hello, Designer Zhang."

Zhang Mo'er smiled faintly, "Hello."

Bai Xin also greeted Zhang Mo'er with a smile.

After Zhang Mo'er left, Sister Chen snorted, "Tch, what's the big deal, isn't it just relying on men?"

Several women smiled in agreement, and then returned to their posts.

Zhang Mo'er didn't care about what happened just now, and started to work seriously as soon as she returned to the office.

Because this project is very big, it is the first time for her to take over such a project, so she has to work hard.

But someone had nothing to do to find fault with Zhang Mo'er, preventing Zhang Mo'er from working properly.

"Hello, hello, Design Office."

The bell rang for a while, Zhang Mo'er saw that her assistant was not there, so she picked it up by herself.

Shen Rongche pursed his lips when he heard Zhang Mo'er's voice.

"Mo'er, I want coffee."

Zhang Mo'er was speechless.

"Don't you have an assistant?"

"Kevin's out."

"Shen Rongche, I didn't come here to make coffee for you."

"It's okay, you can make me a cup of coffee by the way."

Shen Rongche asked shamelessly.

"Let your assistant cook for you!"

Zhang Mo'er hung up the phone mercilessly.

I was busy drawing design drafts, and this guy came to make trouble.

As soon as I sat down, the phone rang again.

It was Shen Rongche again.

"Mo'er, I'm so thirsty."

"Shen Rongche, are you finished!"

"It's not over."

"What are you going to do?"

Zhang Mo'er asked with the last bit of patience.

"I just miss you and want to see you."

Shen Rongche's sudden and affectionate confession caught Zhang Mo'er off guard.

"Mo'er."

Seeing that Zhang Mo'er hadn't spoken for a long time, Shen Rongche yelled again.

Zhang Mo'er scratched her head irritably, "Wait, I really can't do anything about you!"

So Zhang Mo'er came to the tea room again and made coffee for Shen Rongche herself.

The guy is very picky and won't drink instant.

So it took Zhang Mo'er a long time to make coffee, and she was still thinking about the design draft. When she picked up the coffee, she accidentally burned her hand.

"hiss!"

Zhang Mo'er looked sad when she saw her reddened back of her hand.

What bad luck, how could you be so careless!
Bai Xin just came in at this time, saw Zhang Mo'er's hand, and exclaimed, "Sister Mo'er, what's wrong with you?"

"It's all right."

Zhang Mo'er glanced at her burnt hand, and then at the coffee that had already been brewed.

If she went up like this, Shen Rongche would be worried.

Forget it, let her handle it by herself.

Bring the coffee to Bai Xin, "The president wants coffee, please help me deliver it."

Bai Xin took the coffee with a happy expression on her face, but she didn't dare to show it in front of Zhang Mo'er, her expression was a little strange.

"Okay, Sister Mo'er, I'll bring the coffee right away!"

Zhang Mo'er nodded, and turned around to deal with her injuries.