Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Shen Mochen stood up leisurely. He stared at her back and asked gently, “I have read your file. You are 25-years-old and have failed quite a few years of your university education. You sound smart when you are hosting the radio program, is your brain undergoing maintenance when you’re studying?”
Shui Miaomiao stopped and frowned slightly.
His brain was the one that was undergoing maintenance. All his family members’ minds were also undergoing maintenance!
Shen Mochen’s eyes were locked on the back of her head. He smiled as a strange gleam crossed his eyes. He asked inquisitively, “Or, did something happen to you that you need the time to recuperate?”
Shui Miaomiao anticipated that Shen Mochen must have suspected something. She needed to remain calm, or she would fall into his trap.
When she reached this conclusion —
The calmness returned to her eyes. She looked asquint at Shen Mochen, shot him a challenging look, and said, “Don’t judge a book by its cover. I had some health issues, so I needed some recuperation. Isn’t that perfectly normal? On the other hand, a gorgeous young man like President Shen can’t find a partner, are you maldeveloped?”
Anger flashed in Shen Mochen’s eyes but vanished too quickly from his soulful dark eyes. A devilish grin tugged at his mouth as he walked toward Shui Miaomiao. He asked in a gruff voice, his tone turned equivocal, “Don’t you already know whether I am well-developed or not?”
Shui Miaomiao’s heart skipped a beat, she staggered a few steps backward, and her back touched the wall. She shuddered at the coldness of the wall on her back.
Shui Miaomiao put on a bright smile instantly to hide her guilty conscience and said, “How would I know if you are well developed or not? I’ve only known you since yesterday. Don’t you slander me!”
Shen Mochen cupped her cheek with his right hand and gazed at her, his eyes blazing.
Shui Miaomiao was a little nervous.
Shen Mochen seemed to be born with the power that made others feel oppressed. His gaze was like X-ray as if he could simply see through anyone; no one would dare to mess with him.
However, since this was the case, she should stand even more firm.
Shui Miaomiao widened her eyes and stared right back at him. There was stubbornness in her glistening eyes, but there was even more of her charming agility.
Shen Mochen felt a wild and irresistible uproar in his body when she looked at him like that. Under her gaze, the temperature in his blood vessels was soaring.
He pointed a finger at her and placed it on her lips.
The sensation of his touch on her lips was so dazzling that it sent a wave of electricity through Shui Miaomiao’s stiffened body.
Shen Mochen moved closer and closer to her and said in a husky voice, “Since you have not tried, it’s not right to just conclude that I am maldeveloped.”
Shui Miaomiao felt that he was too dangerous.
A wise man would not fight when the odds were against him.
“I know,” Shui Miaomiao wriggled free from his embrace.
Before she could steady herself, he quickly wrapped his arm around her waist again and locked her in his embrace. He stared down into her eyes, which were flashing with panic and asked, “What do you know?”
Shui Miaomiao struggled and wriggled with all her strength.
However, she was not able to break herself free from his clasp, which was as firm as an iron pincer.
“Get your hands off me,” overwhelmed with shame and vexation, Shui Miaomiao protested, her cheeks were burning.
Shen Mochen’s empty arm went to her back and pressed her hips against his body.
Not even air could flow through between them.
Shui Miaomiao could feel the change on his body clearly on her belly since they were standing so close together.
Huge, scorching, rising like a lion waking up. Hard, metallic.
She was scared of Shen Mochen when he acted like this.
His voice and tone were not mighty, but his aura was very, very overbearing.