Three Year To Love (Emma Johnson and Ethan Carter)

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Even if she's a hired designer, she doesn't have to interface with him, the president of the company, on everything, right? Is he doing this because she's Alin, or because he's working with James Anderson?

Until she arrived at the door of the design department, Emma Johnson hadn't figured it out. Forget it. His mind had always been elusive. It had taken her three years to figure out his tastes, and now, five years later, how could she possibly know what he was thinking after She took a deep breath, collected herself, and knocked on the door of the design. department.

"Come in!"

Several people inside responded in unison.

Emma pushed the door, a few colleagues buried in the drawing of the colleagues looked toward her, and then the quiet office instantly exploded, whispered discussions began, to rise and fall, even busy people also have to cast their eyes toward her, in a flash, she became the focus of the entire office.

Seeing their strange eyes, Emma wondered in her heart, the banquet last night has spread so quickly? They all know she is Alin, shouldn't they? After all, she seldom shows her face abroad

Emma cleared her throat and showed a gentle smile, "Hello everyone, I am the new designer, Emma."

She wasn't sure why everyone was looking at her like that, so she didn't introduce her English name. After all, she had only come here to work for a year, so it was better to keep a low profile. "Emma, right?"

A slightly neutral female voice came from behind Emma, she immediately turned around and saw a woman wearing a black professional suit and black glasses standing in front of her, with a serious expression. Three Years to LoveAll content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Emma wasn't quite sure who she was, and nodded, "Uh, I'm Emma, and you are?"

"Director of the Design Department, Ms. Zhang," Director Zhang pointed behind her, "Your workstation is by the window, you can come and ask me if you have any questions about your work, but please don't bring your personal feelings into your work."

Her voice was very strict, from the way the people around her looked like rats seeing a cat when they saw her appear, usually her management style was very strict, everyone was a bit afraid of her. But in Emma's five years of experience abroad, Ms. Zhang is a kind of per She smiled slightly, "Okay, Ms. Zhang."

"Uh-huh."

Ms. Zhang said and walked inside to her separate office.

Emma came to the window seat and sat down, opened the computer, and was logging into her e-mail, when a furry head suddenly came over beside her, "Your name is Emma, so should I call you Em, or Emma?"

This kind of self acquaintance makes Emma a little overwhelmed, she turned her head to look, just to see a round face like a meat bun, eyes Rachel's, nose is also round, even the mouth looks round.

Emma could have sworn it was the roundest face she had ever seen.

Maybe the girl's appearance is too affinity, Emma smiled: "All can, how you like to call

how to call."

"I'll call you Em then! I'm Rachel, and you can call me Rach!"

The name did match her appearance.

The smile on Emma's face grew more genuine, "Okay, Rach."

"Em......" Rachel mysteriously came over, "We're all considered friends now, right? Can