Miao Miao was sitting on the sofa in the office, playing a game. Just then, the phone placed on the tea table in front of her suddenly vibrated.,The woman was not Eastern, but she had both Eastern and Western bloodlines. Her Mandarin was spoken perfectly standard, but only those blue eyes told Miao Miao that she was mixed-race.,Smith looked nervous, what was going on now Was this a case of a mistress confronting the wife But Aisha wasn't really a mistress! Gu Junchen had never even looked at her.。