Daily life of working as a substitute bride for a wealthy family

Song Gou has been "merciful" recently. He has followed the example of ancient emperors and implemented a two-shift system.

Divide the secretarial team into two shifts,

Every day he would leave two secretaries waiting for him to get off work before he could leave.

Fang Yin and Zhu Zhu are on duty today.

Tang Wei left as soon as the time came.

Wait a second longer,

It's her loss.

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That night, Tang Wei learned another piece of good news - her roommate was not coming back that night.

Wow, I finally have the bathroom to myself!

Tang Wei picked up the mop, hummed a song, and cleaned the bathroom.

Just as she was about to take a shower, she suddenly remembered something.

She hurried to the room to get her cell phone and send a message to Zou Zhi.

Tracy: [Zou Zhi, um...are the umbrellas on the terrace closed?]

A few minutes later, Zou Zhi called back. "Oh, I forgot to pick it up. I'm at my girlfriend's house right now. Sister Tracy, since it's an umbrella, it's definitely rainproof. Even if a typhoon blows, it'll only hit the floor below the office. Why are you so anxious? Mr. Song isn't going to eat you."

Zou Zhi's words were light and airy.

Boys are just big-hearted...

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Because of the super typhoon tomorrow, most employees have had the day off.

Tang Wei put down the phone and immediately called the company security, asking them to go to the terrace to collect the umbrellas.

But the security guard replied that the corridor from the chairman's office on the second floor upwards was Mr. Song's restricted area.

He has no access privileges.

Only the security captain has access control.

The captain has something to do tonight and will come tomorrow morning.

How to do?

What else can I do?

Tang Wei thought to herself - she had no choice but to sacrifice her lazy sleep tomorrow morning and go to the company.

The weather forecast says that the center of the typhoon is expected to arrive in H City at noon, so can't she just come back before the wind blows?

-

Tang Wei has been mediocre in everything since she was born.

The thing I am praised for the most is my sense of responsibility.

What she is most proud of is her sense of responsibility.

When she was ten years old, her parents went out and told her to learn to look after the house, take care of her younger brother, and check the doors and windows when they were out.

In school, she is always the student that her class teacher trusts the most.

In her previous company, she was always the talkative and attentive Tracy Tang.

She would never let her ordinary self lose the capital for her pride and survival - her sense of responsibility - because of an umbrella.

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The next morning, Song Nan was awakened by noises from upstairs, which sounded like renovations.

The sound of metal rubbing against each other again and again...

That’s not right. He stayed at the company last night.

Why would someone be renovating upstairs?

Song Nan had trouble sleeping to begin with, and he stayed up late last night because he was drinking with clients. Now he's feeling better.

Totally unable to sleep.

He crawled out of bed in a daze, without even wearing his glasses, wearing slippers and pajamas, and went upstairs from the elevator in the bedroom to check.

Standing outside the glass door, I saw that it was drizzling outside, but the raindrops were very big.

It crashed against the doors and windows.

Song Nan wondered if it was just an auditory hallucination, and the sound of rain was just amplified?

Just as he was doubting himself, the "crunching" sound of metal friction rang out again.

Across the flower garden, I saw a thin figure dragging a chair inside...

Although Song Nan was not wearing glasses, he still recognized that the person was Tracy.

He was furious. Now that he had caught the culprit who woke him up, he was ready to immediately go around to the east door of the terrace and "roar" at her.

But when I got around the east gate, a cool breeze hit me in the face.

Song Nan gasped and stood there in a daze, watching Tracy climb onto the table and fiddle with the handle of the umbrella in the wind.

She didn't wear a professional suit today, but only a loose white dress with a slim-fitting jacket on top.

The sky was gloomy and the vines swayed in the wind.

Song Nan shook his head - he felt that she looked just like a female ghost in the wind.

With his "style", it is impossible for him to run in the rain and lend a helping hand to a "female ghost".

So Song Nan simply stood inside the glass door, crossed his arms, and watched as if he was enjoying a good show.

After watching for a while, I felt that the female ghost gradually came alive.

Black hair flying,

The wind and rain outline the lines of the young body.

The white skirt flutters,

Like a sailor on deck?

Like a female warrior raising a sail?

In the end, I don’t know whether she used brute force or twisted some mechanism, but the umbrella was taken down.

But when she jumped off the table, she almost slipped and fell.

Song Nan had lost all his humanity and couldn't help but scream when he saw her about to fall.

But Tang Wei was shocked.

She was trying to keep her body still, but she almost continued to slide down.

Fortunately, she had long arms and quick reactions, so she grabbed the umbrella handle and avoided making a fool of herself.

I turned around and saw Song Nan standing outside the door in pajamas.

He had a tuft of hair sticking up from his forehead, he wasn't wearing glasses, and he was wearing slippers...

Sure enough, people depend on their clothes.

He took off his suit and trousers.

The usually majestic Song Dog now looks like a...

Tang Wei's mind popped up a number of adjectives such as "idiot", "brain-dead", "a big man who gets up to go to the toilet in the morning"...

The final positioning is - looking like an "ordinary person".

Tang Wei ran out of the rain and asked, "Boss Song? Why are you in the company?"

"This is my company, why can't I come? And you—why are you here on a typhoon day?" Song Nan pointed at the umbrellas outside. "Could it be that you forgot to do something yesterday and are here to make up for it this morning?"

Tang Wei saw that he was "disheveled" and she felt embarrassed and guilty.

So he didn't refute, but just lowered his head: "Then I won't disturb your rest. I'm going home first... The typhoon is coming soon."

Without waiting for his answer, she turned and walked towards the bamboo ladder.

"Hey, it's raining outside, no need to go outside." Song Nan called her.

Tang Wei turned around.

Seeing Song Nan raised an eyebrow: "I'll give you one chance, follow me to the elevator."

Haha, it's so funny.

Is he...giving alms?

Tang Wei was both angry and amused, and was hesitating.

"Why don't you press the elevator button?" Song Nan walked to the elevator, frowned and turned back to ask her.

"Oh, okay!" Tang Wei ran over and pressed the elevator button, "Please come in."