Never deeply in love

In the end, Mirin seemed to be very helpless. Looking at her nervous appearance, he suggested that she should wear high heels whenever she was at home.

Only when she could walk freely in her high heels could she make proper manners.

Otherwise, everything would be empty talk.

Bai Mingyue was helpless, but there was nothing he could do.

She had to follow Mirin's instructions and walk around the villa day and night in her high heels.

Fortunately, in the villa, only aunt Fang would come to train her, and aunt Fang would not laugh at her.

For the first time at most, he looked at her awkwardly and gave her a surprised look, and then he got used to it.

Bai Mingyue's heels were so worn that she could learn two days of lessons in one day. She had been practicing high heels for five days.

From the day millin taught her how to sit, she couldn't get used to wearing high heels and practiced with other classes for three days, but she couldn't do it well.

Mirin had no choice but to put the training course in high heels to the end. Today was her fifth day of high heels training.

Although the cost was not small and it took a lot of time, fortunately, there was some progress.

The pain in her heels was so bad that Bai Mingyue couldn't care less. The wedding was less than two days away.

Mo Zihan had already arranged for someone to design a dress for her. She couldn't let him look down on her because she was stumped by high heels.

Bai Mingyue took a deep breath, endured the sharp pain from his heels, and followed Mirin's training, walked gracefully towards the living room.

Her movements were graceful and flowing. She felt like she was walking slowly, swaying like a flower, feeling much better about herself.

Walking to the living room and standing still, she could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from her forehead and muttered to herself, "Not bad, not bad. I told you, what can make me difficult?"

She smiled comfortably.

She turned her head and looked up into a pair of dark eyes. She was shocked. Mo Zihan did not know when he appeared at the door of the living room and looked at her coldly. She did not know how long he had been looking at her.

She couldn't help patting her chest. Why does this person always like to appear in front of others silently?

Bai Mingyue couldn't help but say, "Young master Mo, I've learned enough."

Now you have no reason to laugh at me, right?

Mo-tse's lips curled up, and his face was expressionless, "Really?"

"That's right," Bai Mingyue said, "Mirin should have reported it to you. I've learned all these manners."

As she spoke, she watched him regain his composure and walk gracefully towards him in front of him.

The stubborn look on her face was clearly telling him that he had to see for himself that she could learn all the manners of the upper class in such a short time, and that she had learned so well, which was enough to prove that she was not a brainless woman.

But as she got closer and closer, her heart jumped when she saw Mo Zihan's handsome face and cold jade-like eyes.

She did not know if she was nervous or not paying attention. Somehow, her feet were crooked and her thin heels were twisted. She could not help but scream and fall straight forward.

It wasn't the first time she had fallen in high heels, but it was the first time she had fallen in front of Mo Zihan.

Bai Mingyue's first reaction was panic, the second was a sense of shame, and the third was a sense of shame.

It was so humiliating that she could not help but wail in her heart, not thinking whether she would fall or hurt.

Mo Zihan almost reflexively stood up from the wheelchair and took a step forward.

Only one step, when he subconsciously reached out to help her, did he realize what he had done, and his face darkened.

But before he could take his hand back, he threw Bai Mingyue into his arms and hugged him.

Mo Zihan's face darkened, and it was entirely instinctive for him to reach out and hug her, so when he regained his senses, he immediately let go.

Bai Mingyue instinctively grabbed the lapel of his chest and could barely stand on his feet. A cold voice came from above. "Let go."

She was so excited that her body reacted one step ahead of her brain. She quickly let go and staggered to her feet.

Seeing that Mo Zihan's shirt was grabbed by her, they all took off a button.

She looked up at his eyes, which were almost freezing to death. She lowered her head and was speechless. Her pink cheeks gradually turned red.

Bai Mingyue wanted to cry but no tears. She had already trained very well. How could she have missed such a crucial moment? This was undoubtedly a slap in the face for himself.

"The pheasant really can't become a phoenix."

Mo-tse looked at her for a long time with a grim face, and finally spat out such a cold sentence that almost made people vomit blood.

Bai Mingyue was furious. "If you're not satisfied, there's no need to train me like this."

As he spoke, his high heels stomped hard on the marble floor, clattering around him and strode away.

However, the seven-inch heel was still a little crooked.

You're not satisfied. I don't want to practice yet. Why should I work so hard to train these so-called etiquette?

Like a palace maid learning the rules, is it interesting?

"Stop."

Mo Zihan's voice was cold and his face darkened when he saw that she dared to challenge him.

"What else can I do for you?"

Bai Mingyue stopped reluctantly and did not look back. He asked him with a stiff neck.

"If you don't want to leave, you can't practice well."

These days, he had arranged for someone to train her in social etiquette, and he was too busy at the company to pay attention to her.

She was a lot bolder without bothering her.

Without reminding her of her situation, he was sure that this woman would forget about the contract.

"You..." Bai Mingyue clenched his fist and looked back at him. It was so hateful. He threatened her with this.

Mo-tse raised his eyebrows and looked at her solemnly.

The two men's eyes collided in the air, one burning with anger, the other as cold as ice.

But in less than three seconds, Bai Mingyue was defeated by that paralyzed expression, with nothing but a cold expression.

She suddenly pulled up the corner of her mouth and squeezed out a smile.

"You are right. I will definitely practice well. It was just a small mistake. How dare I not practice well?"

Bai Mingyue gritted her teeth and knew that the practitioner was a hero. There was no need for her to provoke such a pervert.

Mo-tse's face was expressionless. "As long as you understand."

Bai Mingyue lowered her eyes and couldn't help but complain in her heart. What a pervert. Why must she be forced to attend the wedding banquet with her?