CEO's substitute bride (Alyssa)

Chapter 149

After this search, Xavier found that there were many similar problems on the Internet.

The following comments were basically like this:

“How long has the blogger been kneeling and calling him daddy?”

“Impossible, you didn’t even ask him to kneel before you knelt down.”

“Naive.”

“There was once a person who asked this question, and then he died.”

What kind of comments were these?

Xavier looked at many similar posts and found that they were basically all these comments.

There was also the owner of the post who sent this kind of question to give feedback on the follow-up situation. There was only one sentence, “It’s good to be a son, QAQ!”

Xavier threw his phone to the side and sat down to start processing the documents.

He could not beat Emmett, and he was also in despair.

…

Emmett spent twenty minutes on the flying car to get home.

Alyssa had chased the makeup artists away, but they were not willing to leave.

She could only ask someone to treat them to tea in the living room, while she herself went to the kitchen to slowly prepare dinner.

When Emmett came back, they had already had a stomach full of tea. When they saw Emmett again, they seemed to see their savior, “Young Master Lawrence!”

Emmett glanced at them and asked the bodyguard beside him, “Where’s Young Madame?”

“In the kitchen.” The bodyguard pointed at the kitchen.

Alyssa was looking at the menu. She had been thinking about a few new dishes recently. Tonight, she planned to make one to taste.

Just as she was flipping through the menu, she heard steady footsteps outside the door.

What was strange was that when she heard the footsteps, she knew that Emmett was back.

She pretended not to notice and continued to focus on her menu.

Emmett walked over and saw the menu in her hand from behind. When he saw the name on the menu, he slightly raised his eyebrows and said, “Bitter Gourd Brew Muse?”

“You’re back.” Alyssa did not even turn her head back and spoke. She appeared very cold.

Emmett took the book out of her hand and held it high with his height advantage. Alyssa turned around and tried to stand on her tiptoes to get the book. She was much shorter than him and could not touch the book at all.

Alyssa had a stomach full of anger and now she was even angrier.

She angrily kicked Emmett’s leg. “Give me back the recipe!”

“The recipe is more attractive than me?” Emmett raised his eyebrows. His tone was serious.

Alyssa raised her chin and glared at him. “Yes, I’m annoyed to see you.”

Emmett did not get angry but laughed instead. He put the menu aside and lowered his head to lightly peck Alyssa’s lips. He hugged her before she could react.

He whispered in her ear, “Didn’t you want to help me? I have to ask the help of my dear wife for this dinner party.”

His voice was low and pleasant to hear. Furthermore, he had deliberately suppressed his voice. This way, the “wife” would sound a little more gentle than a drowning person.

Alyssa felt her ears itch. She wanted to reach out and scratch her ears, but Emmett seemed to have guessed that she would do so. He quietly held her hand and gently kissed her ear. “Are you going to dinner party?”

Alyssa was so itchy that she shrunk her neck and said loudly, “I’ll go, alright?”

“Thank you for your hard work.” Only then did Emmett let her go.

Alyssa’s ears were already red. Emmett could not help but reach out to pinch her again.

Alyssa was a little angry from embarrassment and slapped his hand away. “Don’t touch me. I’m going to try my dress.”

Emmett did not say anything. He just looked at her and smiled.

to have found another weakness

laughing!” Alyssa rudely

in a row, she finally tried one that satisfied the

the words of the stylist, each piece looked good. But she felt that Alyssa could try something that looked

the mirror and

beauty card on her just

like that he was trying

gloomy face, it seemed like he was trying to flirt with her. Earlier, when

man like Emmett acted coquettishly, a woman’s

…

finally done with by

said with a stunned expression, “Young Madame is so beautiful. Go downstairs and let Young Master Lawrence take

looked into

was wearing was red, which made her

both sides of her face, there was a small strand of curly hair. The long straight hair at the back of her head was also made into a

also a little surprised when

few times, she felt that it was not much different from normal. It

had not worn high heels in the past. When she went downstairs, she always

hall the whole time. When

with some anticipation. The stylist said that she was very beautiful like this. Would Emmett also

away. He walked over to help her. “You are not used to

did not wear high heels much

for her. With her 1.67 meters tall naked body, she was now

meters. The difference between the two of them was usually more than 20 centimeters. Now that Alyssa wore high

her and Emmett’s height in a

pay attention to this. He turned his head and asked the stylist who

stylist was a little embarrassed. “But if she

we won’t

blankly, “Where are we

said that you must wear high heels. You are not used to it.” Emmett lowered his head to look at her. His eyes and tone

kind of

Lawrence’s thoughts had changed too

think I can do it.” Alyssa walked around him

used to wearing it. It was not like she did not wear it. When she was doing her internship, the company asked her

and said, “Then change her clothes and change her

suddenly laughed in a low voice. Alyssa

found thet there were

comments were besicelly

the blogger been kneeling end celling him

even esk him to

“Neive.”

e person who esked this question, end then

of comments

similer posts end found thet

sent this kind of question to give feedbeck on the follow-up situetion. There wes only one sentence, “It’s good to be

his phone to the side end set down to stert processing the

end

…

minutes on the flying cer to

the mekeup ertists ewey, but they

to treet them to tee in the living room, while

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the bodyguerd

bodyguerd pointed et

hed been thinking ebout e few new

wes flipping through the menu,

thet when she heerd the footsteps, she knew

notice end continued to focus on

he sew the neme on the menu, he

Alysse did not even turn her heed beck

the book out of her hend end held it high with his height edventege. Alysse turned eround end tried to stend on her tiptoes to get the book. She wes much shorter then him end could not

stomech full of enger end now she wes even

engrily kicked Emmett’s leg. “Give

then me?” Emmett reised his eyebrows. His tone

glered et

put the menu eside end lowered his heed to lightly peck Alysse’s lips.

help me? I heve to

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