Come on Daddy!

“You turn around.” Bright’s gaze fell on Rose’s stiff back.
Rose frowned deeply. She didn’t move and was still struggling.
“Miss Linder, president Lee is calling for you.” The reception assistant reminded Rose.
Rose screamed “it’s over” in her heart, then slowly turned around, facing Bright’s direction, but her eyes still down on the floor.
She didn't dare to look directly at him.
She felt guilty, so guilty that both of her legs were weak.
“Hold up your head.” Bright stared at Rose, but his tone was gentle with a commanding that others couldn’t disobey.
Rose then looked up, but across Bright at somewhere else.
As long as she didn’t look at his magical eyes, she would be less afraid.
Rose had a beautiful and pure face, with her eyes bright and attractive, and her lips like cherry blossoms. Her silky hair was tied
into a low pony talk, appearing clean and capable.
A tailored women’s black suit, pencil trousers that accentuated her beautiful legs, and white high heels...This woman appeared
elegant from head to toe.
“Mr. Lee, what's the matter?” Rose tried to relax herself and behaved naturally.
“Who are you?” Bright’s eyes narrowed slightly.
When he passed by her, he felt a familiar feeling coming from her body.
“I am Rose Linder, a senior designer in the design department of City Y’s YM Group. Today I am here to speak with Mr. Hank of
HY Group about the theatre design project.” Rose calmly introduced herself and the purpose of her trip.
“Rose...” Bright’s dark eyes flashed a bit of playfulness, savouring the name carefully.
But Rose felt a trace of heat on her face because of how intimately he called her name. Her heart swayed uneasily.
She breathed deeply in her heart, hoping Bright would not recognize her.

After all, the lights were dim on that night five years ago, and because of the drug, he could not see her very clearly.
And she put on heavy make-up, so he wouldn’t think that the garish woman from five years ago was the same person as the
professional woman she was now, right?
“Miss Linder, have we met before?” Bright looked at Rose up and down.
Rose was startled, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.
“President Lee, I have been living in City Y. This is my first time in City J. Besides, how could a person of position like president
Lee have met an ordinary person like me. You must be mistaken.” Rose hid the past and smiled slightly.
“Really?” Bright raised an eyebrow lightly. “It seemed that I remembered wrong.”
Rose stood in place, very anxious, just wanting to end this episode as soon as possible. “If there isn’t anything else president
Lee needed, then we’ll be heading to the meeting.”
“Miss Linder, I look forward to the cooperation.” Bright’s thin lips raised an inscrutable smile, which made his handsome face
even more eye-catching and compelling.
Rose was a little stunned at that moment, but quickly calmed down. “President Lee, please advise.”
When Bright turned around and walked away with his long legs, Rose relaxed, and she couldn't help but stretch her hand to
pinch her chest tightly. Her back was full of cold sweat.
The two-minute conversation with Bright made her feel as if she had just fought a tough battle that she was exhausted physically
and mentally.
Bright retrieved his glance from Rose’s back, and came David’s joking voice. “Bright, Miss Linder is your type?”
From school to now, he had never seen his friend Bright’s eyes stay on a woman for more than three seconds. There was
something fishy for sure.
Bright’s gaze only swept across David’s curious face. “You are overthinking it.”
David Hank, “...”
Bright passed by David, and went all the way back to the president's office, sitting behind the oversized rosewood desk.

He pulled open the bottom drawer on the right and took out two red marriage certificates from it. The certificates had been in his
office for more than two years. He only looked at them two years ago and never looked at them again.
Now they were still as brand new and bright as they were when he received three years ago.
Bright flipped opened one of the marriage certificates with his long fingers. The column for the certificate holder read Rose
Linder, and the column for spouse read Bright Lee.
The woman in the photo had a simple ponytail, her face was clean and pure, and her simple white shirt looked very elegant, but
it was hard to hide her outstanding qualities.
The man next to her was also in a white shirt, his handsome face was indifferent, and he looked detached from the woman.
Indeed, this wedding photo was a photoshopped product.
He didn't even show up to get the certificate; his friends did it for him.
He was in a car accident and injured his leg and was resting in the hospital, but it was imperative to obtain the certificate, so he
had to have a friend help me through video.
“Rose Linder, so you are the Mrs. Lee who I have never met before.”
Bright picked up the phone and dialed a number. “Harry, guess who I saw today.”
The friend Harry Faulkner on the other end of the phone was taken back. “Who? The daughter of the Jin family who came back
from studying abroad? She came to pester you again?”
“It's Mrs. Lee.” Bright leaned against the back of the chair, and lightly pressed the edge of the table with one hand, but his eyes
did not leave the marriage certificate.
“...” Harry was stunned for a second and then suddenly realized. “Lee, I almost forgot about it if you didn't tell me. Did she come
to find you? Impossible. Ah, she didn't even know that the person who married her was you. And she seems know her place,
otherwise I wouldn’t have helped you choose her back then.”
Only because Bright’s stepmother gained a firm foothold in Lee’s family and made quite a lot of moves in recent years. Bright
had to get married to get shares in the family. But he wouldn’t marry the woman his father and stepmother chose, he was looking
out for qualified woman himself.

Unexpectedly, Harry introduced the desperate Rose him.
She needed money and Bright needed a contract wife. After three years, she could be free. The only requirement was to abide
by the contract, and they would once again become strangers.
Everything went so smoothly, and all the procedures were handled by Harry, so Bright’s knowledge of this nominal wife was
limited to the name and photo on the marriage certificate.
“She is a designer of YM Group and came to talk about work today.” Bright did not expect to meet his nominal wife in his
company.
“How does it feel to have your wife talk to you about work?” Harry chuckled, joking with Bright.
“Her level is not enough for me to personally receive her.” Bright replied with much arrogance.
“Yes, anyway, two months and it’ll be three years. It is better not to have unnecessary conflicts before the divorce.”
Harry thought that it was better to avoid trouble.
“Yeah.” Bright disconnected from the line.
Rose Linder...
Mrs. Lee...