Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Was it because she had slapped him across the face at the university?
This man was indeed a penny pincher.
If she could bring an end to this, she would let him go his way, and she would go her way, even she had to let him slap her back, it would be worth it.
Shui Miaomiao saw Manager Huang was observing her. She forced a smile and said in a matter-of-fact tone, “Manager Huang, excuse me. I want to work for GBB for the rest of my life. GBB’s audience is big. If you advertise with GBB, I believe that your company’s products would be promoted effectively.”
“Advertising is a piece of cake, I just hope Miss Shui would say a few words of praise for us in front of President Shen. This way, please,” Manager Huang said as he bowed and made a “please” gesture.
If it was just Shen Mochen who was asking her to have a meal with him, she would reject him for sure.
Even if he was the emperor, and she was just his subject, she would make it so she didn’t need to have anything to do with him.
However, Manager Huang was her client. Not getting sponsorship was an issue. She might have to bid farewell to GBB if Manager Huang complained about her.
She was still a senior student. It was not easy for her to get a job that would allow her to care for Yanyan and herself. She cherished this job very much.
So, she had to be brave, stick it out and go because Manager Huang had asked her to.
Shui Miaomiao followed Manager Huang to the Bentley.
Manager Huang respectfully opened the door for her.
Shui Miaomiao saw that Shen Mochen’s assistant was sitting in the driver’s seat, and Shen Mochen was sitting in the rear passenger seat. He was holding a stack of data in his hands, and his slender fingers flipped the pages elegantly as he read.
He turned his chin to the side to glance at her and then looked at the data again.
Shui Miaomiao suppressed her rough attitude and got into the car.
Manager Huang closed the door and ran towards another car.
Shui Miaomiao looked at Shen Mochen.
His eyes were looking down and his long eyelashes were like ink fans, leaving a silhouette beneath his eyelids.
Peaceful and quiet, noble and alienated. He had a hidden strong aura which would make others afraid to get near him. He made others feel afraid to disturb him.
Shui Miaomiao was annoyed that he could be so calm after playing her like a small animal.
A strange light passed through her eyes.
She stretched out her hand.
She took the paper of data out of his hands, surprising him and placed it behind her.
“Why are you taking me to dinner?” Shui Miaomiao asked.
Shen Mochen cast a glance at her. His eyes were deep, remote and calm but showed a pressure as he said, “Give it back to me.”
Others were afraid of Shen Mochen because he was at the top of the food chain, like an elephant.
Tigers and lions would all fear him.
She was a rat at the bottom of the food chain, and she was surprisingly not afraid.
Shui Miaomiao raised her chin, raised her eyebrows, and said, “I am not giving it back.”
Shen Mochen turned towards her. His right hand held her side as his strong body pressed against hers. His left hand went behind her back to get the data.
Shui Miaomiao did not want him to get it, so she quickly held up the data. She sucked her lower lip into her mouth and raised her eyebrows provocatively.
Shen Mochen showed a malicious smile, and a pleasant light shone in his eyes.
He thought that she was lovely that way, vivid and vigorous like a naughty spirit in the forest. Although the provocation in her eyes was a little far away, it was indeed there.
Suddenly his body pressed harder against hers. His hands were on her arms, holding her still.
Shui Miaomiao twisted her shoulder, but she did not manage to break free.
Instead, because she was so close to him, she could feel the proud tips of her chest rubbing against his chest.
Her softness touched his hardness.
It was like two strings of electricity flowing through her sensitive area.
Shui Miaomiao’s back stiffened, and her entire face turned red instantly.