Feng Ping knew that Tang family had money, but when she saw the Northern Star Tower, she couldn't help but gasp, how extravagant. Even though she was wealthy as well, seeing a row of Arabic numbers was vastly different from seeing a skysc.r.a.per.

The chauffeur who came to pick her up was not very tall and wore sungla.s.ses, he spoke short sentence and didn't seem to be very interested in her. Feng Ping silently measured him, with his body figure and actions, she was very confident that he was a bodyguard. Tang Jianan instructed a bodyguard to pick her up, probably because he was afraid that she would get hara.s.sed by reporters. If that's the case, then the maid uniform she's wearing was quite useless.

The car entered into the parking garage and she stepped onto the President's exlucsive elevator, going straight to the President's office on the 32nd floor. She followed the bodyguard in, carrying a large dark tote, wearing a maid uniform as well as a knit hat. Her disordered way of dressing herself caused even the three secretaries on the floor to be unable to recognize her, only thinking that she was a servant here to drop something off for Tang Jianan since he hadn't gone home in two days already.

Seeing her clothes, Tang Jianan was stunned and he couldn't help but laugh loudly once the bodyguard was gone, “You actually did it?”

Feng Ping took off her hat, smoothing her hair out, “I'm the most mysterious Cinderella of this century, what's so weird about that?” That was the headline of the one of the newspapers.

Tang Jianan laughed again, his eyes staring at her face.

Feng Ping felt a little uneasy about his stare, “Do I have something on my face?”

He shook his head, “It seems like I underestimated you.”

Feng Ping was startled, “Huh?”

“You look quite normal, you don't look like you were very affected…”

“How should I look then?”

“Finding out that your pictures are plastered on newspapers and TV overnight, under the eyes of tens of thousands of people with everyone gossiping about you, no matter who it is they would still be somewhat affected, but you seem to be…” He was wearing a white dress short, leisurely leaning against his luxurious and s.p.a.cious office desk, using his hands to gesture her body, he stared at her, “You look as if nothing happened, as if you're not affected at all.”

Feng Ping started, “How is that possible? I've been reading the gossip columns the past two days, my heartbeat is faster than normal.”

“Really?” Tang Jianan continued to stare into her eyes, “I've been paying attention to the news too, and no one has been able to figure out your background yet. You're very mysterious, Feng Ping.”

His expression suddenly turned very serious.

Feng Ping always saw Tang Jianan's careless and energetic side, this was the first time seeing such a strict expression on his face. He seemed to have restrained his reckless temperament as his pretty eyes narrowed, giving off a cold feeling.

Her heart trembled slightly, but her face didn't change, “Mr. Tang Jianan, you sure have a lot of guts. You don't even know who your fiancee is and you actually got engaged? You better spit out the nasty words int he beginning, if you regret it later, don't even think about getting back that 8-carat stone…”

Before she could finish, Tang Jianan began to laugh again, “No matter what, you're still a fresh dish for everyone…”

Hearing this, Feng Ping became a little awkward as no one had ever described her like this before, at least not to her face. How rude, but…

“Let me see the evening gown you brought, I'm looking forward to your shocking performance tonight.”

As he spoke, Tang Jianan opened up the bag she brought, seeing a light gray coat and a black wallet with no evening gown in sight.

He raised his eyes to look at her, “I'm definitely not going to bring a maid with me to a banquet, not to mention a maid that is my fiance.”

She lightly patted his shoulders, rea.s.suring him, “If nothing goes wrong, then the evening gown should be here soon.”

Hm? Did she think that the evening gown he bought for her was not good enough? Or did it not fit her? Those were all international brands, from his experience with women, he didn't think he got her measurements wrong so why did she order another evening gown?

Tang Jianan unconsciously aimed his gaze at her chest. Her chest was quite voluptuous, regardless of whether they were fake or not, they were definitely a B-cup, and then her waist, it was definitely no more than 26 inches, and her hips and her legs, her legs were really beautiful, pencil straight and long. The feeling of those legs wrapping around him would definitely be ecstasy…

When his mind suddenly went in that direction, his face turned hot.

Feng Ping saw how he was observing her and his expression didn't look quite right when she kindly told him the truth, “I asked Eryang for an evening gown, it should arrive soon.”

“You have some in your wardrobe…” Tang Jianan drily coughed.

“I'm the spokesperson for Eryang's brand, naturally I have to wear the clothes he designs…”

“When did that happen?” Tang Jianan was still coming out of his daydream so he wasn't able to react fast enough.

“Yesterday when he called to confirm our engagement, we settled this business as well.” Feng Ping blinked at him and laughed, “Hehe, now that my status is different and so many people are paying attention to me, of course, I have to extort some money form him.”

“Oh, then how much is he paying you?” Tang Jianan that Eryang loved money like it was his life.

Feng Ping stared at him, “Don't try to obtain industrial secrets from me.”

Tang Jianan gave a long sigh, “We've already been engaged for three days and you already made some money. Regardless, I should still get some pocket money, isn't that so?”

Feng Ping laughed and was about to say something when someone knocked on the door.

Yi Eryang's evening gown arrived.

When she saw the color of the gown, she couldn't laugh anymore.

It was a pink princess dress. Although she had no critiques for the design and the quality, this color was way too young for her. She was now Tang Jianan's fiancee, not his younger sister. He definitely did it on purpose. She clearly asked for a mature and elegant evening dress, why did he give her such a youthful one? Is this fellow trying to ruin his own brand?

Tang Jianan had no objections towards this evening gown and immediately pushed her into the break room, “I'm giving you half an hour, is that enough?”

Feng Ping was speechless.

He closed the door for her and then suddenly poked his head in and smiled, “If you need help just call, I'll be here.”

She glared at him.

Now that things have come to this, she could only wear it.

After Feng Ping switched into the dress, she found that the only good thing about it was that it matched her hairstyle. But her hairstyle could also go in the direction of a cold and s.e.xy beauty…aye, forget it. Shen went into the bathroom to cleanse her face and applied makeup. After putting on her earrings, she was done. Because her skin was fair and supple, she didn't really need to put on any heavy makeup.

When she opened the door, Tang Jianan's eyes brightened and he couldn't help but whistle. In this large office, it was especially loud but it seemed to be quite natural coming from Tang Jianan and Feng Ping became happier after hearing it as well, her grudges from before immediately dissipating.

“Eryang would definitely not regret a single cent that he spent on you.” Tang Jianan praised her.

“But I'm regretful.”

“Why, was his pay really low?” Tang Jianan couldn't help but laugh.

“So low, it was so low!” Feng Ping was unsatisfied, “That fellow is living in riches but not realizing it. It's his honor for me to wear his clothes…”

“That's right.” Tang Jianan clapped his hands in agreement, “To be able to invite my Tang Jianan's fiance as the spokesperson, that brat should wake up from his dream now.”

Feng Ping was originally venting her anger, but hearing his words, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Tang Jianan glanced at his watch and saw that it was just past 7 PM. The banquet would start at 8 PM, and from here to Chenyang, um, if the roads weren't good, then there was a chance they'd be late. He picked up the coat and helped her put it on and the two rode the elevator downstairs.

When they left, the secretaries began to gossip.

A: “Did you guys see that? Who was that female student?”

B: “President Tang is already fooling around after just getting engaged?”

C: “What are you talking about, Ah Jiu clearly led a maid in there.”

B laughed, “No way, he's not even letting the maids get away?”

C spat, “You're too evil.”

A was surprised, “I remember now! Oh my G.o.d, she's so much prettier in real life than in pictures. That picture was so small and the person in there looked too mature, no wonder why I couldn't recognize her.”

B and C both thought of the person at the same time and they looked at each other.