My Love Story with Mrs. Diana

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Contemporary Romance>My Love Story with Mrs. Diana>Chapter 69. Doll and Peach Blossom

Chapter 69. Doll and Peach Blossom

"Helen." Diana smiled and greeted, but she didn't mean to chat with the other party.

However, she did not mean to chat.

Helen looked at Diana up and down several times, not seeing any flaws in her. She narrowed her eyes and asked with a smile, "Did boss tell you whether he likes to drink your coffee?"

Diana was stunned for a moment, then said, "I asked yesterday. He said it's okay."

Helen didn't hear anything special from this sentence, but this was not her biggest concern. She pretended to inadvertently ask as she made a drink for herself, "Right, why did you just come out in boss's office so long ago?"

Diana was prepared for this question. When she was lying on the sofa, she had already figured out how to answer it if someone asked.

"I brought coffee in, and boss found out about my work." She said with a smile, "I don't know how long I've been in. I'm nervously thinking about how to answer boss's questions."

Helen replied, "It's just a matter of understanding your daily work. What's wrong? There's nothing you can say.

Diana smiled. "Yes, but I'm still a little nervous."

"Why weren't you nervous when you started recommending yourself?" Helen asked with a little sarcasm, but she handled it. Anyone who heard it would feel like she was joking.

Diana felt embarrassed, "I wasn't an employee of the company at that time. The so-called first-born calf was not afraid of tigers. At that time, I worked hard to get a job. I'm already an employee of the Bond Company . I'm just nervous. "

Helen said, "This is normal. Boss is so august. It's strange if you’re not nervous before standing in front of him." She stirred her drink and continued to ask, "Oh, you and Kris are really just good friends? "

"Yeah." Diana said half-jokingly, "I said last night, I'm really just a normal good friend. Anyone who likes Kris doesn't need to think about me. "

Helen said: "I saw a test today. I want to see if it's accurate. I'm asking you a question. Don't you mind answering it?"

Diana smiled and said: "Please."

Helen stared at Diana's expression and asked, "Have you received an invitation to a dinner party or a ball recently?"

Diana did not think much. In her opinion, this was not an unanswerable question. As for the invitation, she had not received any invitations, but someone had invited her to see Mia's premiere. It shouldn't be an invitation, and the premiere was not a dinner party or a ball.

So, she replied, "No."

Helen had been paying attention to her expression. When she saw her change from doubt to thought, she then answered. Without a trace of unnaturalness, she was seriously answering a question.

She was immediately relieved, and a faint compliment in her heart appeared. It seemed that the Miller family did not invite Diana.

At this moment, Diana curiously asked, "What is this test for? What does my answer mean?" Although she knew that such a test was not credible, it was still a common problem for many people to want to know the test results.

Helen looked at Diana with a grin, and said: "This is a test of how your peach blossoms have recently been. Your answer means that you want to have peach blossoms on you, but no."

Diana was stunned. Could it see the peach blossom?

She returned to her seat and was still thinking about it. Then, in a studious manner, she searched the Internet for a while and did not find this so-called test. She thought that it was probably the public accountant's gimmick. Now there were too many messy things on the Internet, so who was right?

As for the peach blossoms she wanted but she didn't want, she smiled bitterly. She didn't want peach blossoms at all now. James alone was enough to make her worry.

She quickly forgot about it until a call came in and said that she had a courier.

Diana was very confused. She had just entered the company to work yesterday. She hadn't talked to a few people before. Even the tripartite agreement had not been submitted to the school. Who would send her a courier here? Suddenly, there was a spirit in her mind. Could it be James?

When she got the courier, she looked at the courier bill. Although the other party only left a James, it was enough for her to understand who sent the courier.

She hesitated for a while before she opened the courier box. Inside was a small box with a cute, palm-sized doll. Underneath the figure was a card with the words: "Congratulations, James. "

In other words, this was James's inaugural gift to her.

This little doll didn't look very expensive, and it was cute. It was a very suitable gift for girls, and it was also very suitable as a small gift among friends.

This, even if it was for the other party's sake, Diana could not deny it. Otherwise, she really did treat James as a friend.

She sighed in her heart. It seemed that James had spent a lot of time choosing the present.

She held the doll in her hands for a while, then she placed it on the table. She took a picture and sent it to James. She also thanked him.

What Diana did not know was that this doll was not a doll, but one of a pair of dolls. Of course, the other one was in James's hands. Moreover, this was definitely not a cheap gift. James's custom-made, purely hand-made crafts, the price of one alone would be tens of thousands, and it could be said that it was the nobility of the dolls. Later, when she knew that this doll was so special, she did not know if she should return.

James looked at his phone stupidly and saw his sister Mia fall down.

The actress's real name was Mia Baker, and the stage name was Fiona. Mia smoothly waved her brother with the fashion magazine in her hand. "What are you smirking at?"

"I won't tell you." James saved the picture on his phone without even looking up. He was about to P the doll together that he just sent.

"The man who fell in love is really disgusting." Mia made a vomiting gesture.

"I've confessed." James smiled proudly, "It's better than some people only have a crush on."

"You damned child, how dare you say your sister?" Mia jumped up and chased her brother with a magazine.

"I'm telling the truth," James shouted.

Mia couldn't keep up, so she could only say dissatisfiedly, "What's the matter of confessing, isn't it rejected?"

James was caught in pain and said: "It can't be completely rejected. She just can't get into a relationship right now."

Mia was stunned. "Honestly tell me, the woman in the picture that you gave me a glance the other day would not be a married woman, would she?"

"What is called a woman with a husband, her husband is dead." James blurted out, only to find out what he said.

"What? The woman whose husband had died?" Mia was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth. Didn't that woman look quite young in the photos she looked at that day? Why was her husband dead?

James took a deep breath and said it all. It was boring to cover it up. "That's right, I like a woman who's younger than me and her husband had died, but there's nothing wrong with it?"

Mia also took a deep breath and looked at her brother. "Of course, in my opinion, there's nothing, but parents may object."

James said, "Even if they object, I want to be with that woman. This is my life, my marriage, and they have no right to interfere."

Mia coughed and had to remind him, "Hey, dude, did you forget, you confessed, then you were rejected. If you didn't plan to accept your confession, you've already lived in your life. You're married. Your daydreams are still far enough. "

James stunned, then stunned back. "It's better than you daring to confess and only have a crush."

Mia immediately jumped up. The two siblings started a new round. You poke my pain. I poke your heart. You chased me.

Diana was taken aback. She did not hear Wendy calling her. She did not wake up until she had knocked on her desktop.

"What are you thinking about during work?" Wendy asked with a serious frown. "You didn't hear me and I called you twice."

Wendy was very principled in her work. No matter whether it was the daughter of a director, the daughter of a famous artist, or even Diana, who came from an unknown car and wore a brand name to work, she would treat everyone equally. The same as to be criticized.

Diana quickly stood up and said nervously: "Excuse me, Wendy, are you looking for me for something?"

"If I'm spare. What are I going to do for you?" Wendy asked, "Chat at work?"

Diana knew she was losing mind and smiled awkwardly.

Wendy passed the information in her hand to Diana, and said, "Look at this information, sort out the main points, and give it to me today. I'll see how effective you are."

"Okay." Diana took the information with both hands. She didn't know if it was a formal job or for her to practice, but it wasn't important. What was important was that she had to focus on making it into a PPT.

This information was not thin. Wendy gave her only half of the time. She did not have time to think about things with James.

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