Chapter 314 Holding me and leaving

I could understand what others said, but I had no response and just smiled.

The party lasted for more than three hours. I stood there in high-heeled shoes. My feet hurt terribly, but I still had a smile on my face.

I didn’t even change.

At the end of the party, no one left. Ming asked me, “are you uncomfortable in high heels?”

I shook my head and still smiled, “No.”

He looked at me and frowned slightly. He bent down and picked me up and walked to the door!

“What are you doing?”

I was shocked and didn’t expect Ming would suddenly hold me!

He looked at me and said, “I’m sorry. I just talked to people and ignored you and kept you standing for so long.”

“It doesn’t matter. Let me down. I can walk.”

At this time, the other guests around looked at us.

I was even more embarrassed. “Others are looking at us.”

“So what?” Ming didn’t care. “My fiancee’s foot hurts. Isn’t it normal for me to hold you?”


“I’ll pay attention later.”

Ming interrupted me.

We both got into the elevator.

He carried me to the car and put me in the passenger seat. He took off his shoes for me and then took off his suit and put it on the ground and said, “step here. You will feel better.”


I tried to help him lift his suit, but Ming pressed my leg.

My feet were directly on his suit.

He took my high heels and put them in the back seat. Then he got into the driver’s seat.

He drove home.

Everything was what it was yesterday.

I was the smiling doll beside Ming for three days.

In the past three days, the media had reported my love with Ming countless times.

For a while, Ming became a typical good man.

He was rich and affectionate.

But I understood his intention very well. He never said anything, but he cleverly used some pressure of public opinion and other things to make me unable to leave him.

On the fourth day, a small auction of my and Linda’s works finally began.

Because my relationship with Ming was spread on the Internet, there were many people at the auction.

When Linda and I went to the auction, we found a lot of media here.

Linda and I followed the staff to the lounge.

Here I met William, deputy general manager of Tyloo Home, the organizer of Tyloo High-end Interior Design Competition, and Jane, the chief designer of Tyloo Home.

A deputy general manager was not supposed to come to this kind of auction and competition.

William was likely to want to know Ming this time.

Sure enough, when he saw me, he said respectfully, “Miss Jones, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Hello, President Davis.” I shook William’s hand.

Before the auction started, William and Jane asked Linda and I about our studio.

Then they mainly asked about my personal affairs.

They asked me when to marry Ming.

I didn’t know why they wanted to know these things.

But fortunately, the auction soon began.

We sat backstage and watched the scene.

As a result, I saw Ming sitting in the front at the first sight!

“Why is he here?”

I got nervous all of a sudden.

Was he going to buy my work?

No way!

I told Linda and William and went to the scene immediately.

At this time, the scene was originally closed, but because of my special identity, the staff let me in.

I stooped and walked to Ming’s side and pulled him to say in a low voice, “you can’t buy my work.”

Ming looked at me and patted the chair beside him.

I sat down.

He held me in his arms and turned his head and put his thin lips to my ears and said, “don’t worry. I won’t buy it.”

We were very close. I could feel his hot breath.

On this public occasion, I blushed and was a bit embarrassed. I whispered to him, “then why are you here?”

“I come to see you.” Ming smiled and said, “everyone else knows our relationship. If I bid, who will raise the price? Your work will depreciate.”


Ming was right.

If other people didn’t have to get the work and Ming bid, they were willing to give it to him.

The auction had been going on.

Ming didn’t raise his hand.

In the end, it was dramatic that both my work and Linda’s work were bought by Well Group.

After the auction, the president of Well Group came over.

Although I didn’t know him, I knew the man behind him, Justin.

He lived in the house Cindy bought from me.

The president of Well Group came up and looked at Ming, “President Jessop.”

Ming shook hands with him. “You bought Becky’s and her partner’s works. They won’t let you down.”

“Yes, I like both of them very much. This time, I’m determined to get them.”

The president of Well Group was going to shake hands with me.

As soon as he looked up, he saw me. He was obviously stunned. He opened his mouth and didn’t speak for a long time.

“What’s the matter?” Ming’s voice was obviously a little unhappy.

There was a strong possessiveness in his tone.

The president of Well Group shook his head quickly. “No, Miss Jones is a little familiar.”

What he said stunned me!

Did he know my mother?

“I also think Miss Jones is familiar.” Justin also said.

Ming seemed to think they recognized me. He put his hand around me and said, “Becky grew up abroad. She has been in Sceaux since she returned to the United States. You are mistaken.”

“I see.”

The two men spoke in unison.

Ming was here so I didn’t ask.

I brought back Margaret’s picture and wanted to ask him, but I was busy so I didn’t ask.

Now I didn’t want to ask him for help.

Soon, Linda came. The two of us talked to the president of Well Group.

The president of Well Group suddenly said, “I want to use your design in a resort, but I have an idea. Can you combine these two designs into one?”


Linda asked.

“Yes, stick to the style and turn them into one work. Your works are modern and retro respectively. You can make a work that blends but doesn’t affect.”

I understood what the president of Well Group meant.

Linda and I looked at each other for a second and said, “yes.”