Strong counterattack: President, bullying is too much

A beauty like Sheng Meien who knows how to dress up, behaves gracefully and gracefully, can really light up the whole room.

Yanxia froze for a moment, not knowing whether to greet Sheng Meien warmly, or keep a distance.

Thinking of the cruel look in Sheng Meien's eyes when she was fighting for the goal of the stars on the cruise ship, Yan Xia felt trembling in her heart.

Sheng Meien must be brooding over the loss of the eyes of the stars, so Yan Xia has to be more cautious about her.

Catherine stood up from the high stool and went forward: "Miss Sheng, why are you here, go and sit outside, the smell is not good here."

After hearing this, Yan Xia turned her face away full of annoyance.

This Catherine puts on a stern and selfless look towards Yanxia and the servants, and she just wags her tail here to show her favor when she sees Sheng Meien, what a power!

Sheng Meien smiled: "It doesn't matter, it's just the smell of medicine. My father has been bedridden for many years, and I'm used to it."

Then, she approached Yan Xia cordially: "Yan Xia, why do you look so unhappy?"

Catherine was afraid that Yanxia would say something radical, so she hurriedly explained to Sheng Meien.

"Oh, just now Yanxia was practicing her sense of balance while walking in high heels. Miss Sheng knew that the young master's birthday is coming up, and the master said that he will hold a reception. How many political and business celebrities will be there, I'm worried that Yanxia won't be used to wearing work clothes, Something went wrong at the reception, so she was trained in advance."

Yan Xia shot Catherine sideways: "What do you mean? I'm a personal doctor, do I still have to be a receptionist? Your young master can't afford to hire someone?"

Seeing the two men facing each other, Sheng Meien couldn't help but smile to smooth things over:

"For a beautiful girl like Yanxia, ​​even if she is wearing work clothes, others will think you are a naughty daughter of some family who is playing tricks on purpose, right?"

Catherine saw that Sheng Meien was also partial to Yan Xia, and knew that she couldn't train Yan Xia today, so she had no choice but to keep her mouth shut.

Seeing that Yanxia was impetuous, Sheng Meien took the thick book from her hand and put it back on the shelf:

"The shoes that go with this work outfit are relatively wide. I think Yanxia's feet are thin and thin, so it's definitely uncomfortable to wear. Don't force yourself."

Yanxia was confused by such a "kind and considerate" Sheng Meien, and said dully: "Yeah, I also like my pair of flat white shoes..."

Which show is this Miss Sheng playing? Do I know you very well?

Sheng Meien shook her head: "But what Catherine said is also reasonable. Since you are the person next to Yun Ting, sometimes you will inevitably appear on important occasions with him. Dresses and high heels are indispensable. Why don't we go shopping together, I will help you You choose a few pairs of shoes that fit your feet and are comfortable."

When Catherine heard this, she hurriedly interrupted: "Miss Sheng, the young master has ordered that Yan Xia can't go anywhere without Leng Yan's company."

"Catherine?" Sheng Meien held Yan Xia's hand, and glanced at Catherine with a smile on her face, "You mean, do you think I will lose Yan Xia?"

Catherine didn't dare to confront the future "young mistress", so she had to step aside, not daring to stand in the way again.

Yanxia looked at Sheng Meien suspiciously, hesitating whether to go with her.

I don't know why, ever since seeing Sheng Meien for the first time, Yanxia has always felt that this woman is hard to see through. On the surface, she is as warm as the sun, but the occasional sharp eyes make people feel cold and biting.

Coupled with the disparity in status, is it appropriate for me to get so close to this Miss Sheng?

"These shoes fit your feet quite well, so you don't need to choose any more." She smiled, and as she spoke, she broke away from Sheng Meien's hand and walked up with her head held high.

This time, after getting used to the five-centimeter heels and putting down the thick book, she seemed to feel a lot lighter and more at ease. She returned to the state of military training when she was in school, and she walked with a particularly heroic appearance.

Catherine looked at it, and then she showed a satisfied smile.