Chapter 59 - Be My Woman

Western restaurant.

Shui Miaomiao’s eyes swept across the dishes on the table. She estimated that her money was enough to pay for it.

About 400, and she seemed to have just a little more than 300 in her wallet.

Shui Miaomiao frowned slightly; her heart was dripping sweat.

Shen Mochen looked at Shui Miaomiao, his eyes showed a lazy weariness, and asked, “Why are you not eating?”

Shui Miaomiao was afraid that the food would not be enough for him, so she ordered more and left all for him to eat.

Smiling, she cut off a large steak and put it on Shen Mochen’s plate. She said cheerfully, “I have been on a diet recently. I haven’t touched this so that you can have more of it.”

Shen Mochen lifted the corner of his lips. He did not reveal her real thoughts, and said, “What about the things I asked you about earlier? If the upgrade goes well, it might not take even a month.”

“Heh, heh. About that,” Shui Miaomiao lowered her head and cut a small piece of beef.

Her cell phone rang.

Shui Miaomiao saw it was from Yanyan, so she answered hurriedly.

“What’s the matter, baby?” Shui Miaomiao asked.

Shen Mochen’s hands, which were cutting the steak, paused for a moment. The aura in his eyes became a little cold.

“Where is my football? Where did you put it?” asked Yanyan.

“Ah, the ball,” Shui Miaomaio was feeling awkward as she looked at Shen Mochen.

Shen Mochen did not look at her at all. He sliced his steak elegantly and acted as if she was the air.

Shui Miaomiao thought he wouldn’t return it and whispered to Yanyan, “I’ll buy you another one next time.”

“Next time, are you trying to fool a child? Next time you will see Tom Brady? Even if you did, you would be old. What’s the point of winking at him? Would he still sign for you?” cried Yanyan.

Shui Miaomiao could not answer his questions. Her facial expression sank, and she took out the mother’s majesty, and said, “Son, an idol is for you to transcend. For your mom, you have surpassed and do not need the idol anymore.”

“I want it. That is the only thing I brought back from the United States. I don’t want your money– don’t want you to raise me, but I want the ball back. *Sob* It has Tom Brady’s autograph on it!” Yanyan was so anxious that he cried.

As soon as Yanyan cried, Shui Miaomiao’s heart broke.

She could not give anything to Yanyan. Her eyes were a little red, and she said with her voice low, “I’ll think of something. Bye.”

Shen Mochen looked at Shui Miaomiao hung up the phone. He put down the knife and fork, as he elegantly wiped his mouth, with his eyes looking intensely at her, he asked, “What concerns do you have about the proposal of helping me upgrade the ‘The Ancient Chivalry?'”

“In fact,” Shui Miaomiao said embarrassedly, “I don’t know how to upgrade, passing the levels is just a coincidence. I do not have the ability and couldn’t carry the bowl of water. It would be bad if the bowl flipped over.”

“Are you meaning that you are refusing the offer?” asked Shen Mochen, the glimpse in his eyes sank.

Shui Miaomiao immediately felt that the aura around her changed, becoming a little cold.

“I am sorry,” said Shui Miaomiao with an apologetic bow.

Shen Mochen looked at her, lowering her eyebrows. His eyes became grave, and said after pondering, “Shui Miaomiao, be my woman.”

“Ah?” Shui Miaomiao was startled. She looked at Shen Mochen as her eyes widened.

“I need a wife, and you need money, don’t you? With money, you can raise your son without working so hard. When I inherit Shen Group, I can set you free. With money, you can do whatever you want and go wherever you want,” Shen Mochen tried to persuade Shui Miaomiao.

Shui Miaomiao processed his words in her mind and asked, “Are you saying that you want to have an agreement marriage with me?”