My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 551 Is it a split personality

What caught the eye was the news of her Weibos.

"Amazing! Jocelyn actually recognized the painting within the painting at the auction!"

She didn't think it would make the news.

Jocelyn clicked on it.

Posting this news is the official Weibo News, [Surprise! Jocelyn is actually an expert!]

The short text was followed by a account named "Windy".

It depicts the entire process of her identification of the painting within the painting in full detail. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

The words of the person who post it were all about her admiration.

In the comments section, the Weibo has just been posted for just ten minutes, but the number of

comments has already broken a million.

[Jocelyn is so good, to be able to tell at a glance that it's a painting within a painting.]

[At this point, what else can I say but adoration? She is not only good-looking, but also capable.]

[Just by virtue of a frame, she can tell it's a painting within a painting. Amazing.]

The comments section was full of compliments about her.

She had seen a lot of these things, so she took them for granted and didn't take them too seriously.

After a brief glance, she exited Weibo and continued to focus her attention on Noah.

By now, Noah had already started to join the crowd, eating and meeting at the same time.

He was eating a slice of salmon with his head down, looking elegant and reserved too.

Even if he eats something, he can make it look like a pictorial.

Noticing that she was looking at him, Noah's face immediately softened, with a bit of probing in his

eyes, "Want to eat?"

Jocelyn shook her head.

At this time, the female executive who was doing the debriefing, paused and looked at him awkwardly,

not knowing whether she should continue.

Seeing this, Noah raised his hand towards her, signalling her to continue.

The female executive nodded and continued to eat while reporting on the situation in her department.

Because of Jocelyn's arrival, Noah was much softer.

The atmosphere in the meeting room, too, was much better.

And naturally the nervousness of the top brass has eased a lot.

At least, everyone is no longer on a tight string.

At this moment, they felt that the sashimi that was in their mouths seemed extraordinarily tasty.

One by one, they began to think: I hope Madame will come to the office more often in future, especially

when they have meetings.

The rest of the meeting went off without a hitch.

Noah's mood is good, and everyone's mood, too.

As the meeting progressed to half past ten, Jocelyn began to feel sleepy and she then couldn't help but

cover her mouth and yawn.

Seeing this, Noah asked in a low voice, "Sleepy?"

Jocelyn, "Yeah, I am tired."

Noah, "Then I'll carry you to my lounge to sleep, okay?"

At the sound of this, everyone was immediately stunned again.

Jocelyn, "No, I'll go myself."

She then stood up, looked at the crowd and said with a smile, "You guys continue with the meeting, I'll

go out first."

"Then be careful." Noah seriously admonished.

Jocelyn nodded lightly and turned to walk away.

After she left, the atmosphere in the meeting room, once again, went cold.

Noah looked at the crowd with a serious face, "Continue."

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At eleven o'clock, the meeting officially ended, Noah took his mobile phone and went straight to his

office.

The crowd breathed a simultaneous sigh of relief when he left -

"Once Madame is gone, he is not gentle, and I wish that Madame were here forever."

"Yeah, I still like that kind of president when Madame is around."

"Then I'll carry you to sleep in my lounge, okay? I still think of the president's remark and think he really

spoils madam so much!"

"How dare you just think of the president?"

In the meeting room, there was a lot of chatter.

Yet these voices were not heard at all by Noah.

Soon he was walking to the door of the lounge in his office.

Pausing, he carefully pressed the doorknob and pushed the door open.

Every movement he made was light to the extreme in order to avoid disturbing the person inside.

At this moment, Jocelyn is curled up like a cat on a big, snow-white bed.

She was positioned exactly opposite the door, and the light from the office filtered in and hit her face

just right, making her look extraordinarily gentle in the darkness.

He stepped forward and carefully picked her up as if she were a baby.

Jocelyn was in a light sleep and even though he was moving lightly, she still woke up.

He opened his eyes and what met his eyes was his good to see face.

She naturally hooked her arms around his neck and asked softly and glamorously, "What time is it?"

Noah, "It's eleven o'clock. Let's go home."

Jocelyn covered her mouth in his arms and yawned, saying, "Put me down."

However, Noah ignored her and carried her all the way into the lift.

Taking the exclusive lift, the pair arrived on the first floor surrounded by bodyguards.

Jocelyn whined lowly in his arms, "Next time when you have a meeting, don't make me follow, I'll get a

bit bored."

Noah, "Okay."

Jocelyn, "Also, be nicer to your staff in the future, don't always have a cold face."

Noah, "Okay, is there anything else you would like to order? My dear wife."

Jocelyn thought deeply for a few seconds and shook her head, "Well, no."

This scene was just seen and heard by a few female executives passing by.

Although they had long seen how much he doted on Jocelyn, they were still excited and envious again

at this moment.

"I am genuinely curious what exactly did Madame use to subdue him?"

"Whenever he's with Madame, I always wonder if he has a split personality."

"If he is even half as good to us as he is to his wife, I will surely go through fire for him."

Until they were far away, they still didn't want to take their eyes back from where they had left.

In everyone's eyes, envy was written all over them.

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Grand Treasure Plaza.

At this time, Zoe was in the Chanel shop, looking at bags.

At this moment, she was wearing a most ordinary grey T-shirt with denim shorts, her face was plain,

and she looked as innocent as a female university student.

The clerks didn't even bother with her because she was dressed plainly, they were all waiting on the

rich women in designer clothes.

After a quick stroll around, she was soon caught by a white lozenge bag placed in the glass counter.

She nodded lightly at the bag and looked at a beautiful short-haired attendant who was enthusiastically

selecting a bag for a noblewoman and said, "Can you pass this bag to me?"