Surrogate wife every step of the way

Until Zhao Zifeng called her into the office, Sun Mengjiao's good mood disappeared in an instant.

"A client will come to inspect the day after tomorrow, and the company decided to entertain him in a resort in the suburbs. You will go with me when the time comes, so remember to prepare in advance."

Zhao Zifeng's words made Sun Mengjiao's heart fall to the bottom. She just came back not long ago, and she didn't have time to take a good rest. Why is she going to entertain clients with him now?

Sun Mengjiao looked at Zhao Zifeng with some resentment, and said, "Can I not go, you have Assistant Xiaolin by your side, it should be enough."

"No, maybe there will be a dance party at that time. I'm missing a partner. Do you want Xiao Lin to go too?"

Zhao Zifeng raised his eyebrows, and looked at Sun Mengjiao jokingly. Sun Mengjiao's face turned red, and she knew that the purpose of Zhao Zifeng's visit to her was definitely not that simple. This kind of entertainment seems to be very common in foreign countries.

"I see. Then you should let me go home for a few days. I haven't been back for a long time." Sun Mengjiao boldly made her request, and Zhao Zifeng nodded in agreement without thinking, and said, "Yes. , you don’t need to go back to Zhao’s house today, just go back directly.”

Today's Zhao Zifeng was unexpectedly easy to talk, Sun Mengjiao looked at him suspiciously, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

"What? If you want to go back to the Zhao family, then I don't mind."

Zhao Zifeng noticed Sun Mengjiao's gaze, so he simply raised his head and looked at her directly. Sun Mengjiao immediately moved his head away, and said awkwardly, "No, I just haven't reacted yet."

"Don't be overwhelmed at work. Remember, this is your job, not my selfish desire for you to go."

Zhao Zifeng replied calmly, it was obviously his own selfishness, and he could still say such righteous words, even Sun Mengjiao believed them.

She said with a dry smile, "I see. It's the day after tomorrow. When will I come to work?"

"I will let someone notify you of the specific time, and you just need to prepare yourself."

Zhao Zifeng lowered his head again and stopped looking at Sun Mengjiao. Sun Mengjiao stroked his chin thoughtfully. The day after tomorrow is Friday, so there should be some time.

"Then, I'm going out first if there's nothing else to do." Sun Mengjiao said tentatively, Zhao Zifeng nodded imperceptibly, and she ran out quickly.

"Huh, I'm so nervous, I thought it was something important, but it's just to entertain customers, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

Sun Mengjiao muttered, and then remembered that the client Zhao Zifeng was talking about was probably the big client that was widely rumored in the company a few times before. Since this is the case, it is no wonder that Zhao Zifeng also attaches great importance to it.

But is it really okay to take her to such an important occasion?

Thinking of this, Sun Mengjiao's heart that had been put down was raised again. This is not acceptable. If something goes wrong with her, then she really can't apologize ten thousand times.

"The prom...couldn't it be that I still have to dance, no, I haven't learned it before." Sun Mengjiao covered her head in pain, and could only take advantage of these few days to practice at home, even though it was two days The time is not enough to achieve proficiency, but it should still be possible to deal with it.

Sun Mengjiao was lucky in her heart, and rushed back to her long-lost little home after work.

After a simple cleaning, Sun Mengjiao found a few videos teaching ballroom dancing, moved away the tea table and everything, stood in front of the TV, and learned in style.

Within a few minutes, Wei Miaomiao's phone call came in, and she said to Sun Mengjiao with great interest: "Mengjiao, you're off work, do you want to come out for dinner together?"

"No, no need, I'm at home and have important things to do."

"What's important, do you need my help?"

Wei Miaomiao said enthusiastically, Sun Mengjiao originally wanted to say no, but then she thought about it, and learning from the video doesn't seem to be of much use. If there is someone who can teach her step by step, it will be twice the result with half the effort.

Among the people Sun Mengjiao knew, only Wei Miaomiao had this possibility, and would be involved in this aspect.

"It would be the best if you could help me." After making up her mind, Sun Mengjiao still told Wei Miaomiao everything.

When Wei Miaomiao heard this, of course he agreed, and said, "Send me your home address, and I'll come over right away."

"Okay, actually, there's no need to be so anxious. Have you eaten, or I'll make you some first."

"It's okay, just order takeaway, then you wait for me, I'll be right there."

Talking to Wei Miaomiao was really easy enough, and there was no need to think about whether she would dislike her, Sun Mengjiao heaved a sigh of relief.

But she didn't dare to slack off. Before Wei Miaomiao came over, she was still earnestly learning from the video. Twenty minutes later, Wei Miaomiao rang the doorbell.

Sun Mengjiao hurriedly went to open the door, and saw Wei Miaomiao walking in wearing a flowing dress.

She looked at the surrounding decorations curiously, and said, "Is this your home? It looks so warm."

"No, it's the house I rented, but I bought all these gadgets, and I'll help you get the slippers."

Sun Mengjiao was still a little embarrassed, after getting the slippers for Wei Miaomiao, Wei Miaomiao refused, she said: "No, it's fine if I'm visiting your house today, but if you want to learn to dance, you can't wear slippers. Where are your high heels, put them on and we can begin."

"High, high heels? Is this really okay?" Sun Mengjiao was a little dumbfounded.

Wei Miaomiao said proudly: "Of course, think about it, when you danced at the ball, didn't you wear high heels, and it was just in case, if you fell, it would be embarrassing .”

"Okay, I'll change it right away."

Wei Miaomiao is indeed an experienced person. Hearing what she said, Sun Mengjiao also wanted to understand, that's the reason.

Sun Mengjiao also moved the sofa in the living room to the side. Wei Miaomiao looked at it, and said regretfully, "It's still a bit small here, and it might not be easy to use. If I knew it, I would have sent you to my house."

"It doesn't matter, you can still practice first." Sun Mengjiao smirked, she knew that Wei Miaomiao's words had no other meaning, but for herself, such a big place is indeed enough.

"Well, having said that, why did you suddenly think of learning ballroom dancing?"

Wei Miaomiao looked at Sun Mengjiao curiously, it seemed that wanting to learn how to dance was not in Sun Mengjiao's style.

"It's not because of Zhao Zifeng...it's Mr. Zhao. He wants to take me to a very important occasion, and he may need to dance. I thought I hadn't learned it systematically, and I had already forgotten it. I was worried that I would make a fool of myself, so I just said I want to take advantage of these few days to practice more."

Sun Mengjiao was still a little embarrassed, but it was indeed because of this that she moved her mind. Otherwise, who would be so boring and have nothing to do to learn to dance? The usual work is enough to keep her busy.

"So that's how it is..." Wei Miaomiao said meaningfully. Sun Mengjiao may not have realized that when she talked about Zhao Zifeng, she still had the shyness of a little girl on her face.

Wei Miaomiao probably understood what was going on, Zhao Zifeng was probably the only one who could make Sun Mengjiao feel so nervous.

"Don't worry, leave this matter to me. Since you have the foundation before, it shouldn't be difficult to learn, so let's start quickly."

Wei Miaomiao clapped his hands, and Sun Mengjiao came back to his senses, pulled himself together, and began to follow Wei Miaomiao's movements.

The two of them arrived at about ten o'clock before Wei Miaomiao stopped teaching. She frowned and said, "It's still not good. If you dance in high heels, there will be a lot of noise. I think your neighbors downstairs will be dissatisfied. I think it's still the same. Well, when you get off work tomorrow, I'll pick you up, let's go to my house together."

Sun Mengjiao hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

Wei Miaomiao patted her shoulder happily and said, "Then it's settled, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

"Well, okay." Sun Mengjiao nodded and sent Wei Miaomiao away from the gate of the community before letting out a sigh of relief. It seems that it is not so easy to practice the dance well.

In fact, for Sun Mengjiao, she herself was a little unclear whether she was working hard for Zhao Zifeng or for work.

"Forget it, let's just think it's for work. You can't embarrass him, let's embarrass Mrs. Zhao."

Sun Mengjiao muttered to herself, and then went back to the house, and after restoring all the furniture to their previous appearance, she fell asleep satisfied.

The next day, she went to work as usual, and as soon as she clocked in, Wang Yi sent her a message asking if she had breakfast, and she brought an extra copy for Sun Mengjiao.

Looking at the photos sent by Wang Yi, it was the first time for Sun Mengjiao to feel that she could be cared about in the company, and her stomach just happened to growl.

She thought about it, and then replied: "Then I'll go down and get it, it's not easy for you to bring it up."

Not long after the news was sent out, Wang Yi quickly replied: "It's okay, I also want to send the documents to the PR department, and they just came up together."

She had already said that, and Sun Mengjiao couldn't refuse, so she just waited for Wang Yi's loving breakfast.

After a while, the elevator door opened, and Wang Yi came over with a happy face, put the lunch box on Sun Mengjiao's table, and said, "There are steamed buns, deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk, you can eat as you please."

"This is already very good, thank you." Sun Mengjiao touched it and felt it was still warm, and she was very moved.

Wang Yi winked at her, and said, "Let's go to the cafeteria for lunch at noon."

"En! No problem." Sun Mengjiao nodded fiercely, and Wang Yi waved his hand before leaving.

Holding the steamed stuffed bun, Sun Mengjiao thought happily, "It's good enough to have such a colleague in the company."

Just when she was about to enjoy the delicious food, the elevator door opened again, and Zhao Zifeng walked in with Xiao Lin's assistant.

Before Sun Mengjiao had time to put away her things, Zhao Zifeng caught him straight. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's time for work, you haven't had breakfast yet?"

"I, I'll put it away right away." Sun Mengjiao hurriedly stuffed things into the bag, but Zhao Zifeng bypassed her and walked into the office directly.

Sun Mengjiao's movements paused, and she was still a little puzzled, what did Zhao Zifeng mean by this? Didn't he want to punish her?

She touched her deflated belly, and although the aroma of the food tempted her, she still didn't dare to take it out again.

Sun Mengjiao could only deal with this morning's affairs with the hunger, but after a while, Assistant Xiao Lin came over with a bowl of porridge, put it on Sun Mengjiao's work station, and said, "This is what Mr. Zhao asked you to eat. "

"Eh? Zhao Zifeng...Did Mr. Zhao invite me?" Sun Mengjiao was very surprised, and looked at the steaming bowl of porridge with suspicion.

Assistant Xiao Lin thought to himself that he hadn't told Sun Mengjiao yet, but Zhao Zifeng specially asked him to go to the most famous porridge shop in the city to buy it. If Sun Mengjiao knew, the expression on her face would be even more surprised than now.