The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Olive and Ivy had an argument about where to have the dinner. Both looked after each other's love. In the end, they solved it half joking by rock, paper, scissors.

When Alan walked out, he saw the sunlight of winter was jumping on Olive's face like and her face was like a blooming winter jasmine, so warm, free and outgoing. She did not avoid laughing or playing that may arouse suspicion even though the street was busy.

The intimacy between Ivy and Olive burned Alan's eyes. His face became gloomy gradually.

Olive Steele, if you were really the girl, had you already forgot the oath we kept that day? Did you think that I was blind and easy to tease so you made up a game of finding to play me?

But Olive, were you the girl or not? Why your sight on me was such strange? And why there was only you are giving me the similar strong feeling that I could not get rid of it.

"I'd like to collect all the information about that man.” Alan always believed in his feeling. Ivy the man, Alan seemed him a hostility now.

" Yes." Dave looked at his boss with worry. He moved his lips but finally he said nothing else.

Olive lost to Ivy. After they hung around, when the grew a little dark, she was led to a 100 years history hotpot restaurant. The business was extremely good here. A lot of cars were parking outside the restaurant and some of them came here from far away since they heard the fame. They could not even find a place to park the car so they could just park the car hundreds of meters away in front of a mall then walked back. All the rooms and seats were booked. Fortunately, there was a couple that was in hurry to catch a movie leaving the restaurant and the seat was just beside the window. It was quite good since they could see the views of the street.

Olive saw the couple left holding each other's hand. That unabashed youth was just like her in the past. She supported her chin by hand and could not help to sigh with emotion," It is good to be young, talking love, bill and coo, complaining about trifles with each other.”

" Are you old now? Pretending to be old.”

" No, I'm not old. Just a mother of a 4 years old kid. “Olive ridiculed herself. She seemed not to talk more about it so she called the waiter. Having a Sichuan spicy hotpot in winter and eating meat rolls, fish slice, beef belly, shrimps and vegetables was a extremely amusing thing. "Olive, when did your company have the new boss?" Ivy asked as he was eating. It seemed he was asking randomly.

" Not long ago. It just changed somehow like the boss jumped to the company from the sky and the whole company changed a owner. I don't have any clue about that even now." Olive shrugged then continued eating the food in an enjoyable way.

Ivy laughed," Take your time. No one will take away your food. Girls usually eat light food deliberately to keep a good condition of their skin. They are afraid of having pimples. But you are totally different, you will not be happy if there is no spicy food.

" Thinking about which one can eat and which one is not will make the life very boring, isn't it? And they will lose a lot of happiness of eating. Why they treat themselves grindingly?" This was the Olive's cate principal.

Outside the window, Alan sat in the car and watched Olive far away. He was boring that he even tailed after Olive.

Olive Steele, you broke too many principles of mine.

The hall was seething with people and full of hot vapor. She was in there and talked with that man joyously.

She seemed not caring the environment of the place. There were lots of people walking around but that did not disturb her mood. She ate a lot like a edacious girl.

She was different from the women he knew. Controlled the amount of eating to keep slim fit unbelievably.

Right, the girl was good at cooking.

And Olive owed him a dinner.

In the next day when Olive was at work. She did not saw any trace of Alan for the whole morning. But she got used to the freedom of their boss of coming and leaving the company.

But she was a little disappointed.

When she was just going to have lunch, her phone rang,” Miss Steele, please take the blue folder on my desk and send it to No.17 Minghu Villa area immediately.”

"Now?" Why he asked Olive to do that now?

" What's wrong? Any problems? Am I disturbing you date?" Alan was a little unpleased.

" Not at all. I will be there right now.” She remembered he said that she must keep on duty 24 hours of the day. Therefore, she'd better to have the lunch later.

Minghu villa area was far away from the company. She had to change three lines to get there if she took the bus. That took a lot of time and he must be angry to wait.

Olive did not dare to be perfunctory about works. She caught a taxi directly and urged the drive to be faster. She would let him to pay the taxi fee anyway, she thought.

Olive was stopped outside the gate. It was not easy to get into the rich zone without identification.