My Killing President

There was a moment of silence and Annabelle gave him a jaw-dropping expression…

“WHAT!?”

“As Yun Rui’s representing designer, shouldn’t you tag along?” Mu lilted with a raised eyebrow.

Well that does make sense…

“Ok, sure…” Annabelle nodded.

Annabelle was still unnerved from the close call just now. Just a few more seconds and Mu could’ve seen it. It was her guilty conscience that made her felt as if she was walking on tight ropes, frightful at every tiniest sign and detail.

She was overly anxious to not raise his suspicion.

She had her CV in Yun Rui in which she declared Unmarried. However she reckoned Mu did not review it because it was sitting in the HR department the whole time.

“What were you thinking?”

Annabelle refocused her vision and saw Mu staring wackily at her.

“It’s… it’s nothing!”

“Let’s go then.”

nodded in acknowledgement and followed after

In the VIP lounge.

bright and cheerful amico, “Hey Nischae! So sorry

this heavenly coffee from Mr. Mu! Worth

smiled, “And Annabelle, this is SRD’s person

immaculately, “Pleasure to meet

round and gleaming with passion and triumph. He had a

keen as he sized her up, “Miss Xia, you look sensational!”

you for your kind words!” Annabelle bubbled with dazzling confidence. She was familiar with the western culture that does not appreciate meaningless humility.

was striking with Annabelle who had sufficient exposure overseas, Mu was pleasantly

proceed with the competition briefings and rules! Shall we?” Mu chimed

a sense of security with Mu by

spent about half an hour to get all the terms and conditions properly communicated. And Nischae just grew more and more fond of Annabelle. He admired her

and promising! I can tell you are full of thoughts