His Beloved Mate

Chapter 110 Flatter My Husband

Ryan saw Cassie in the crowd at a glance. He smiled gently and said, "Cassie."

Dylan clenched his fists and slowly withdrew his hand. Then he turned around to look for the director.

'Stupid woman, since you like to stay with Ryan so much, I will satisfy you. '

As Cassie raised her head, Ryan saw her desolation. Ryan frowned and asked, "Do you have

something on your mind?"

She forced a smile and said, "It's okay. Nothing serious."

She wanted to escape, but Ryan forced her to face it.

He sighed and continued, "I saw the Hot Topics this afternoon."

Cassie giggled and continued to pretend to be innocent, "Ah? Oh, the one you are talking about is just

a marketing event by marketing account. "

Ryan didn't want to unmask her, and he only said, "Don't care too much about what the outside world

thinks, or you will live a tired life."

Cassie nodded blankly. For a moment, when she looked up at Ryan, suddenly she thought the person

in front of her was Dylan.

Because once upon a time, Dylan had told her the same words. If she cared too much about what the

outside world thought, she would live a tired life.

The director made a speech. It was about the shooting in the past three months and everyone had

been working hard. After saying that, he said, "I have said all I should say. In the end, I wish 100 Days

of Sweet Love could have a high audience rating! Next, Mrs. Cassie, please give your opinion. "

Cassie was eating sunflower seeds. The director's sudden call made her stunned, and everyone

looked at her.

Uh What happened?

Noticing that she was absent-minded, Cheryl said in a low voice, "Mrs. Cassie, the director asked you

to give a speech."

Hearing that, Cassie was stunned. She said in a low voice, "What should I say?"

Before she came here, the director didn't told her that she was supposed to give a speech. But it was

not good if she didn't go. Well, whatever. Anyway, she just needed to whatever she wanted.!

Under the applause of the crowd, she walked up to the stage and said with a decent smile, "Well, first

of all, thank the director and everyone for your hard work in the past three months At last, I want to

thank my good friend, Mr. Ryan. In fact, I haven't been involved in script creation before. He taught me

to modify the script and read it bit by bit. "

'Thank Ryan?'

Dylan was sitting under the stage with a long face. But he still clapped her hands with a smile.

Noticing that, Simon was worried.

'Oh my God! Mr. Dylan is the biggest investor of this play, but Mrs. Cassie didn't mention anything

about him. No wonder Mr. Dylan looked so bad.'

After saying that, Cassie breathed a sigh of relief. At last, he didn't forget to flatter Dylan, "Of course,

what I should thank most is my husband's support for me. Let's go home and talk about the rest. "

When Simon heard this, he peeked at Dylan from the corner of his eyes. Finally, Mr. Dylan barely

raised the corners his mouth. Dylan pretended to smile.

Simon breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Cassie did mentioned Dylan, or Simon would lose his

bonus this month!

There was thunderous applause off the stage. She smiled and sneaked off the stage.

In fact, Cassie didn't intend to mention Dylan, but after all, they were on the Hot Topics this afternoon

because she refuted the rumor. If she really didn't mention him when she spoke in the evening, people

would feel that something was wrong between them.

Therefore, that's why Cassie added the last sentence, "Let's go home and talk about the rest". Then

people will feel that there is nothing wrong with their relationship. It was made up by marketing account.

Fortunately, the capitalist was cooperative enough to give her a smile. Otherwise, it would be really

difficult.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but on the other side, Betty clapped her hands and smiled meaningfully.

Sunny rolled her eyes to Cassie, "You just know how to hype."

"Cassie did so for our new play." said Nicki with a smile.

Yes, 100 Days of Sweet Love was a TV play with popularity, but since the heroine was a new actress, it

needed to make a hit. As the original author and scriptwriter of this play, as well as the wife of Dylan,

every action of Cassie would cause discussion.

There would be a dance at the dinner party today. Cassie had learned the waltz for a long time, and

today she could check the learning result. People around her had a dancing partner and danced with All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

the music.

Cassie stood there in a daze. Dylan stayed unmoved, and from the corner of her eye, he caught a

glimpse of her.

All of a sudden, Cassie became nervous. She didn't know why her heart beat faster and faster when

she saw Dylan walking towards her. Maybe it was because of the expectation in the bottom of her heart

that her lips suddenly raised gradually.

The scent of the perfume on Dylan's body spread little by little. Listening to the familiar footsteps,

Cassie raised her head slowly. Then the smile at the corners of her mouth froze in an instant.

Cassie's eyes followed Dylan, seeing him move towards Betty. Then, Dylan reached out his hand and

made a gesture of invitation to Betty gentlemanly.

'What the fuck?! What was this?!

How dare you invite another woman to dance with your wife beside you?! How could this be possible?'

Said Cassie in his heart, but soon she stopped being surprised. There were so many people. If she did

this in public, wouldn't she be ashamed of what she had just said?!

She could only put up with it.!

Three seconds later.

No way! If she kept putting up with, she would become a turtle!

Cassie curled her lips. She didn't even notice that her hand had been clenched into a fist, almost to hit

Dylan's chest.

A gust of dry heat came from her palm, and Cassie froze for a moment. When she lowered her head,

Ryan had already broken her clenched fingers.

"What are you doing?"

With a gentle smile, Ryan asked, "Do I have the honor to invite you to dance a waltz?"

He was... helping her out.

People around all had dancing partner, and only she stood there in a daze. She stood out among the

crowd.

Dylan's eyes fell on Cassie and Ryan. He suddenly frowned.

'Stupid woman, don't promise him!'

However, it was useless for him to think so. The motion of her hand, like a slow film, was infinitely slow

in front of him, which stabbed him hard.