Surrogate wife every step of the way

"That's not true. Each department has a different division of labor, so I can do it relatively quickly." Sun Mengjiao returned.

Only then did Wei Miaomiao suddenly realize, and said, "I almost forgot, you are Zhao Zifeng's personal assistant, so he probably doesn't need you to do anything."

"Well, what I do is more like a secretarial job. Many times, Zhao Zifeng will bring another assistant with him."

"He... Forget it, let's not talk about it, did you tell him about you learning to dance with me?"

Wei Miaomiao looked at Sun Mengjiao curiously. If Zhao Zifeng knew about this, he would be very touched. After all, Sun Mengjiao came to learn ballroom dancing for him.

Sun Mengjiao scratched her head in embarrassment, and said, "I really haven't, because I think there is no need to say anything, just a dance."

"You, why don't you say it? If you don't say it, how can he know how much you have paid for him?"

Wei Miaomiao looked at Sun Mengjiao with hatred. How could Sun Mengjiao not understand such a simple truth.

"This...is it a sacrifice? I think I have gained something myself, so I can't say that." Sun Mengjiao thought about it, and then denied herself first.

Wei Miaomiao sighed, now she knew why Zhao Zifeng would choose not to tell Sun Mengjiao about some things, Sun Mengjiao was a kind hearted person, and sometimes she was very simple.

Maybe it was because of this that Zhao Zifeng was reluctant to let Sun Mengjiao know something.

Wei Miaomiao felt that she seemed to have guessed some of Zhao Zifeng's thoughts, so she changed the subject without further persuasion, and asked, "By the way, do you remember the dance steps from yesterday? Let's learn new ones after we review them today. "

"Well, I remember it very clearly, Miaomiao, you are very good." Sun Mengjiao was indeed distracted.

The two chatted all the way, and arrived at Wei Miaomiao's house.

Sun Mengjiao looked at the big villa in front of her, swallowed, and said, "This is your house?"

"Well, my family has a big Zhongshan-style house in the countryside. I like that place better, but it's more convenient to live here. I've already had the dance studio cleaned up. Do you think we should eat first, or Practice dancing first."

Wei Miaomiao said casually, in her eyes, these are just things not worth mentioning, and what she cherishes more is the communication between people.

Sun Mengjiao thought for a while and said, "Let's go to dance practice first, and then eat after practice."

"Okay, then follow your orders and follow me." Wei Miaomiao took Sun Mengjiao's hand and walked into the big villa with great interest.

The decoration inside also looks very magnificent, and Sun Mengjiao feels that Wei Miaomiao's family is definitely on par with Zhao's family.

It's just that there are fewer people in Sun Mengjiao's family than in Zhao's family. After they came in, there was only one butler who greeted them and said, "Miss, everything is ready as you ordered."

"Well, Ms. Sun and I will go to the dance studio first, and let the kitchen start preparing dinner in two hours."

In front of the housekeeper, Wei Miaomiao regained the aristocratic temperament they had when they first met.

Sun Mengjiao looked at her enviously, thinking that when she could be like Wei Miaomiao, she would just improve her temperament in this aspect.

Hearing what Wei Miaomiao said, the housekeeper nodded and stepped back to get ready to do it.

When Wei Miaomiao turned her head and looked at Sun Mengjiao, the expression on her face became more warm, and she said, "Let's practice for two hours first, there are plenty of worlds tonight."

"Okay, I don't know anything anyway, and I still have to rely on you in this regard."

Sun Mengjiao said very consciously, Wei Miaomiao smiled, and took her to the dance practice room, where the clothes and high heels that Wei Miaomiao had prepared for Sun Mengjiao were already placed on the chairs.

Seeing Wei Miaomiao making such thorough preparations, Sun Mengjiao was also very moved.

"You have to practice your manners and expressions in front of the mirror. In that kind of dance, it is actually very important to cooperate with your male partner. However, I don't know how strong Zhao Zifeng is, but since he is from the Zhao family, he will It’s definitely going to be great.”

While explaining, Wei Miaomiao warmed up Sun Mengjiao.

"Actually, as long as you can follow the beat, Zhao Zifeng will definitely dance with you."

"Well, I'm afraid I might guess his feet."

Sun Mengjiao stuck out her tongue, looking very playful and cute, Wei Miaomiao giggled, and then said: "Then you underestimate Zhao Zifeng, maybe he is very powerful."

"I hope so." Sun Mengjiao said.

In fact, she also had a glimmer of expectation in her heart. Being able to dance with Zhao Zifeng in front of so many people could be regarded as a kind of attention.

On this day, Sun Mengjiao practiced with Wei Miaomiao for a long time, and when it was time to eat, her feet were so swollen that she could hardly walk.

Seeing this, Wei Miaomiao asked the housekeeper to take a bottle of ointment, and said to Sun Mengjiao, "When you go back, rub the ointment on your heels, and it will feel better."

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you." Sun Mengjiao resisted the pain and nodded. It seems that learning to dance is not an easy task.

After the practice, Wei Miaomiao asked the driver to take Sun Mengjiao home. She originally wanted to call Zhao Zifeng and tell him about it.

But thinking of Sun Mengjiao's reaction before, she still didn't call out in the end.

"Forget it, let him find out by himself. Mengjiao should not be ignored by him for working so hard."

Wei Miaomiao murmured, thinking of Sun Mengjiao's appearance when talking about Zhao Zifeng, she was also very envious.

Zhao Zifeng is so lucky to have such a person who can work hard for him, he is simply born in a blessing without knowing the blessing.

When Zhao Zifeng returned to Zhao's house, he sneezed inexplicably, and Zhao's mother immediately asked nervously, "What's the matter, did you catch a cold?"

"It's nothing, I'm probably too busy these days." Zhao Zifeng frowned, but didn't think much about it.

Zhao's mother was still very nervous, and said in a rambling manner: "That's not necessarily true, you sit down first, I'll let the kitchen make some ginger soup."

Zhao Zifeng originally wanted to say that there is no need to bother, but seeing how busy Zhao Ma was, he had no choice but to agree, and said, "Okay, then I'll go to the study first."

"You kid, you don't forget to take care of your business when you get home. By the way, I heard from Xiao Wei. When are you going to go out to play together?"

After worrying about Zhao Zifeng's health, Zhao's mother did not forget to ask about the progress of Zhao Zifeng and the girl.

It's okay if she doesn't say anything, Zhao Zifeng almost forgot about it when he said it, but when the girl said that she had already made an appointment with Sun Mengjiao, Zhao Zifeng didn't feel any ups and downs.

"After this matter is over, I can also take a vacation for myself." Zhao Zifeng replied calmly.

Zhao Ma nodded suddenly, and encouraged: "This is the right way, don't stay at home all the time, you should go out more often."

"Well, I'm going up." It's good to have someone who cares, but sometimes Zhao Zifeng is a little annoyed by Zhao's mother's concern, avoiding Zhao's mother's continuous questioning, Zhao Zifeng hurried up to the second floor.

He changed his coat, put on home clothes and went to the study. Remembering the coughing before, he had no choice but to turn on the heater, just in case.

Zhao Zifeng looked at the document in his hand seriously, but his mind was flying to the sky. He wondered how Sun Mengjiao was doing now, whether he was a little too impulsive at noon.

Zhao Zifeng kept this posture until Zhao Mama knocked on the door, he came back to his senses and said, "Come in."

"Turn on the heating, that's good. Drink the ginger soup while it's hot. Your grandpa went to Li's house tonight, and he probably won't be back so soon."

Zhao Ma put down the ginger soup, brought Zhao Zifeng a thin quilt, and said: "Don't stay up too late, your body is also very important."

"Well, I understand, Mom, you should go to rest too, I'll be fine soon." Zhao Zifeng showed a shallow smile, and Zhao's mother left in relief.

After all, in her perception, Zhao Zifeng has always been a good boy who doesn't need to worry too much, but for Zhao Zifeng, this is just to make Zhao mother more at ease.

He rubbed his temples: "The plan still needs to be changed."

Zhao Zifeng drank the ginger soup in one go, and started to continue his preparations. The mobile phone that was placed aside suddenly vibrated. He didn't intend to pay attention to it at first, but after seeing who sent the message, he still hesitated and took it. over here.

I saw it said: "What time will it be tomorrow, do I need to bring my luggage?"

This is exactly the message Sun Mengjiao sent. After returning from the girl's house, she began to think about how to tell Zhao Zifeng about this matter. The big client is coming tomorrow, and she still doesn't know what to prepare. It would not be good to embarrass Zhao Zifeng.

Zhao Zifeng chuckled, and he could probably imagine how Sun Mengjiao struggled to send such a message.

He replied casually: "I will go for three days, you just watch and prepare. At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, I will send someone to pick you up downstairs at your house."

Sun Mengjiao, who was nervously waiting for Zhao Zifeng's news, was unconsciously relieved when she received the reply. Fortunately, she asked first, otherwise she really didn't know what to do tomorrow.

Sun Mengjiao was a little surprised that Zhao Zifeng returned so quickly.

She thought about it, and then continued to send: "I see, what are you doing, are you home?"

"Isn't it strange to feel like this? They are asking some very common questions." Sun Mengjiao muttered to herself, but the message had already been sent, and it was too late to regret it.

After Zhao Zifeng saw it, teasing flashed in his eyes. He thought Sun Mengjiao was simply asking about work, but he didn't expect that she would care about his own situation.

"Get home and prepare the materials for tomorrow. You should rest early."

In the end, Zhao Zifeng replied attentively. Sun Mengjiao breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it. Fortunately, Zhao Zifeng didn't say anything, otherwise she couldn't stand it anymore.

After hurriedly saying goodnight, Sun Mengjiao lay down on the bed.

She looked up at the ceiling, "Three days, it takes a long time to go, it seems that the only time I can make an appointment with Sun Mengyin is when I come back."

It was also at this time that Sun Mengjiao remembered Sun Mengyin who said she wanted to meet her earlier.

But what she didn't know was that Sun Mengyin was very anxious right now.

It was already late at night, but the office in a building was still brightly lit.

Sun Mengyin kept walking back and forth, and Allen was on the phone in another office. After a long time, he came out tiredly, and said to Sun Mengyin: "It's all arranged, this time you really There can be no more mistakes."

"I don't want to take the director's scene. Every time he looks at me with lewd eyes, he is 50 or [-] years old, and he doesn't behave properly."

Sun Mengyin said dissatisfiedly that people outside were envious of her taking the role of that great director, but in the circle, it was no secret that this director liked to tease actresses.

Originally, Sun Mengyin was going to fool her, but this time, she didn't know what happened, the director just took a fancy to her, and now she had to act if she didn't act.