Chapter 10

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

She went straight to the sofa after she finished speaking. It was safer to stay away from him.

Shen Mochen raised the corner of his mouth, leaned his left shoulder against the bookshelf and peered at Shui Miaomiao. A sly thought flashed in his deep and complex eyes as he said, “I’ve just remembered. I have worn the underwear you are wearing now.”

Shui Miaomiao’s eyes widened with shock.

Shui Miaomiao turned her head around. She looked at Shen Mochen in surprise with her large beautiful eyes. She frowned.

When she thought of how the underwear she was now wearing had been wrapped around his thing, she suddenly felt uneasy.

Maybe it was just a psychological effect.

She felt uncomfortable there. Then she looked at Shen Mochen, a little vexed, and said bashfully, “Do you still have a new set?”

“Yes,” Shen Mochen said readily.

Shui Miaomiao saw a glimmer of hope and at the same time, she walked towards him.

Shen Mochen smiled and said, “The one I’m wearing now is new. Should I take it off now and give it to you?”

Shui Miaomiao was lost for words for a moment.

She could not help it and slapped him on the back, then blurted out, “How can you be so annoying?”

“Haha.” He laughed delightedly. “I’m only joking with you,” he said.

She still hated it!

There was a knock at the door.

Shen Mochen put the wine glass on the bar and walked towards the door.

Shui Miaomiao thought it must be the person he had asked to bring the clothes for her. It was good to think that she would be able to change quickly into them and then stay away from this man whenever she saw him in the future.

Shen Mochen walked to the door and looked through the spy hole. Then a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he turned around.

“What’s the matter?” Shui Miaomiao asked. She had a bad feeling when she saw the sudden seriousness on his face.

“My mother is outside,” Shen Mochen said in a deep voice.

Shui Miaomiao’s eyes opened wide. Her eyes were blinking and flashing with a sparkling light.

She was wearing his shirt and underwear, and they were the only people in the house. If they were seen by others, they would think that she was doing something with him in the house.

The misunderstanding would become more serious if the other person was one of his parents.

“I will hide somewhere,” Shui Miaomiao said quickly.

Shen Mochen nodded, his chin tilted toward the door in the middle of the room. “Go in there and hide.”

“Okay.” Shui Miaomiao picked up her bag. She took a step and remembered something. Then she asked, “Do you have a plastic bag?”

“I have some gift bags.” Shen Mochen went to the TV, leaned over, opened the TV cabinet, took out the neatly folded gift bag from inside, and handed it to Shui Miaomiao.

The knock on the door continued rapidly.

Shui Miaomiao took the gift bag, hurriedly ran to the bathroom, put her clothes into the gift bag and ran into the middle room.

She passed by Shen Mochen when she was running.

He stood elegant and straight, like a jade tree in the wind. He was so calm. It seemed as though he would not be afraid even if the mountain collapsed.

It was just that…

Shui Miaomiao did not understand why he had a smile on his face.

Was he laughing at her? Or was he looking at her clumsiness as if everything was under his control?

Shui Miaomiao felt she had no time to think about this. She entered the room and saw Shen Mochen turned around and go to open the door.

An old lady aged about 50 came in. She wore a purple suit and had a stern and rigid expression on her face. However, a hint of helplessness could be seen in her eyes when she looked at Shen Mochen sharply.

“Why didn’t you answer my call?” Lin Meijuan asked coldly.

Shen Mochen lazily picked at his eyebrow. A flicker of emotion could be seen in his deep and quiet eyes. He said, “If I say I did not hear the call, you would say that I am lying to you. If I say I did not want to answer the call, I am afraid that you would be sad. When you ask this question, it is destined that the answer would be tragic.”

Shui Miaomiao opened the door a little to peek at what was going on outside.

She had a kind of intuition that the relationship between Shen Mochen and his mother was not a very pleasant one.