Three hours later.

When Taylor finished her work in the TV station and rushed to the Imperial Hotel, the "Happy Summer" brand meeting had already started for more than half an hour. Without being noticed, she was glad to enjoy the leisure time, so she sat on the sofa in the corner with a glass of white wine in her hand.

City S was always rainy in spring.

When Simon finished chatting with a potential client, the moment he turned around holding the goblet, he winked and smiled to relax his stiff facial muscles.

When he looked up, he found her gaze on him as well.

Simon looked at the girl who was smiling at him. Even though they had known each other for nearly six years, it could tell from the depths of his eyes that he still found her gorgeous.

Her exquisite goose-egg face was with light makeup, her eyes dazzling, and her skin white as china. The slight smile on her mouth made her look more elegant and beautiful, like a secluded orchid. But a shallow mole under the corner of her right eye made her a bit more enchanting.

Red striped shirt matching with black high-waisted and wide-leg pants manifested her slim waist, long legs, and a good figure.

"How was it going?" He went straight to her and sat down.

"It's been taken care of." Taylor yawned lazily, "William had a car accident on his way to the TV station with the crown, and broke an olive branch studded with diamonds. When I arrived, he was almost crying. Although it was a little troublesome, it was done before the show started."

The work at the Lychee Broadcasting System was the first case that Happy Summer Jewelry Studio had taken over in China. Now that they had decided to turn the focus of work back to China, they should finish the job nicely and well.

"A car accident? Why didn't he tell me about that before? Is everything okay?" Simon frowned.

"His right foot was sprained. There were also some bruises on his knees. Except for these, he is fine." Taylor held her wine glass and took a sip, "Okay, hurry up to socialize. All people standing here are our cash cows."

"And you?"

"I'll sit here and watch."

"...I am a boss, not a public-relation staff." Simon wide-opened his eyes as if he was stormed off.

"As a boss, when the company needs you, you should be willing to do everything for it, including sacrificing your appearance if necessary," Taylor said with a serious expression and even clenched his fist as if she was encouraging him.

"No, I won't do that. My appearance belongs to you, and I'm all yours in this lifetime—"

"Hurry up and socialize!" Taylor interrupted him expressionlessly, pushing away the handsome face that had approached her.

"You are cold! You are ruthless! You are making troubles unreasonably!" Simon scolded aggrievedly with a slightly high falsetto voice.

He stretched out his hand and stroked Taylor's face quickly. Then before she jumped up to beat him hard, he grinned and slipped away.

Taylor looked at the man who was glaring at herself ten meters away and decisively rolled her eyes at him.

"Pretty, you are?" A grinning voice sounded behind her, "Why haven't I seen you before?"

Taylor recalled her senses in an instant. Looking at the man with a big belly in front of her, she smiled generously and indifferently, "Taylor Wood, hello."

"I'm Wence Johnson of Johnson Real Estate. You can call me Big Wen." The man stared at her body secretly, "Are you an employee of 'Happy Summer'?"

"Yes." Taylor nodded gently.

"Have you just graduated?" Wence's gaze became more presumptuous, and his tone gradually became arrogant.

Hearing this, Taylor just smiled slightly and did not answer.

Wence, however, thought she was embarrassed to admit it, so he raised his eyebrows secretly, fixed his eyes on her face. He became more and more presumptuous, and finally even licked his lower lip with a provocative expression.

"This is my business card. Feel free to find me if anything comes up." Wence smiled with squinted eyes and handed a golden business card to her.

"Thank you, Mr. Johnson." Taylor took the business card and held it in her hand.

"I'll be waiting for your call." After Wence left a meaningful look, he turned and left.

Taylor looked at his back and arched her eyebrows lightly.

After half an hour, with the end of the lottery session, the brand meeting ended perfectly.

Simon was originally going to send Taylor home, but as soon as he walked to the door of the banquet hall, he received a call from his Grandma, who had not seen her baby grandson for two years. She called Simon "unfilial grandson" repeatedly that he almost knelt down through the phone. Given the case, Taylor told him to go home first.

After Taylor came out of the bathroom, she stepped on her high heels and walked towards the elevator, relaxed.

But when she saw Wence squeezed in at the moment when the elevator door was about to close, she suddenly realized that she might have relaxed a little earlier.

"Miss Wood is going home?" As soon as the man entered the elevator, he blocked the floor buttons with his back.

Looking at Taylor with a bright smile, he had his desire unconcealed in his eyes, "It's still so early, and I happen to have some jewelry design problems to discuss with you. Why don't we go to my room and have a talk?"

"Mr. Johnson, you are welcome to come to the office to talk about our business." Taylor's smile was a little cold.

"Although I am a layman, I know that winning experience is very important in the design business circle." The desire in the man's eyes deepened.

Taylor's brows frowned slightly. She didn't expect that she would learn the hidden rules on the first day of her returning home.

Should she be happy for her attractive appearance?

"What do you mean, Mr. Johnson?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Johnson Real Estate recently invested in a large design competition, which I think is very suitable for you, Miss Wood. If you participate in the match, I can guarantee that you will be among the top three rewards. Are you interested?" Wence threw the bait.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Johnson." Taylor smiled slightly.

"Never mind." Wence thought she had agreed, so he smiled proudly.

He liked the kind of woman who looked cold but slutty inside, just like her.

Seeing the man let down his guard after hearing what she said, Taylor suddenly stepped forward and pressed the button of the nearest floor.

Then when the elevator door just opened, she forced it open with her hands and ran out directly.

"Hey!" Wence was taken aback for a while because of this sudden change. When he finally regained his senses, he followed her up.

He couldn't just let a beauty like her escape from him like that, especially when he could tell from first glance that this one was pretty good!

"You slut! How dare you lie to me! When I catch you, I will definitely make you befuddled that you won't even want to leave me!" He screamed while chasing.

Taylor was thinking about how to get rid of the man behind her. At this time, the door on her right-hand side suddenly opened vigorously.

A blast of cold wind swept through, and a black shadow swayed quickly in front of her.

Something fell in front of her, and then, there was a terrible scream, "Ah--!"

Taylor stood still, looking at the screaming person at her feet, subconsciously tilting her head and looking into the room.

After seeing the person inside, her pupils tightened suddenly.