Chapter 53: You Refreshed My Outlook On The World, Indeed

Shen Mochen looked at her fake smile and said in a deep voice, “I’ll give you back a fish if I eat a piece of fish meat. I’ll return you a whole pig if I eat a piece of pork from you. If I eat a piece of chicken from you, I’ll return it with a whole chicken. If you want to earn from me, please make the food as tasty as possible.”

Shui Miaomiao looked at Shen Mochen’s appearance, which was as steady as a mountain. She sucked her lower lips into her mouth.

After what he said, it would be too deliberate to send him away.

However, if he stayed, it would be like a time bomb. It would be bad if he saw Yanyan when he came back.

As Shui Miaomiao was trying to figure out what to do, her cell phone rang.

Shui Miaomiao took out his phone and saw the caller ID written as Manager Huang.

“Hello, Manager Huang,” greeted Shui Miaomiao politely.

“Miss Shui, are you free this evening? I’ll treat you to dinner and talk about the advertisement,” said Manager Huang in a very good tone.

“Dinner?” Shui Miaomiao looked at Shen Mochen. She took this opportunity and smiled as she said, “Sure, where should we meet?”

“At the Heston Hotel,” said Manager Huang.

“Sure,” Shui Miaomiao hung up the phone. She looked at Shen Mochen an apology and said, “I am really sorry. I want to let you stay and have a meal, but I have an appointment with Manager Huang from Ouxiang Flooring Company. He is my customer. It is unkind for me not to go. I am so sorry.”

Shen Mochen raised an eyebrow, and said meaningfully, “You dare even to eat the meal with Huang Zeke?”

Shui Miaomiao ignored his surliness and just wanted to get rid of him first, so she said, “I have no choice. It is my job.”

Shen Mochen laughed in disdain, “You are doing a job which pays you 2,000 eagerly but rejecting the job that pays a million. Miss Shui, you refreshed my outlook on the world indeed. No wonder the hospitals have a good business these days.”

Shui Miaomiao was sure that he was cursing her around the corner.

Holding her temper, she picked up her bag, walked to the door, and said to Shen Mochen, “Sorry. I am busy now. Please, leave.”

Shen Mochen glanced at the football on the sofa, took out two 100 from his wallet, and put them on the table.

Shui Miaomiao watched him pick up the football and held it in his hand.

Her brain burst. Her eyes watered, and she was distressed.

She had bought this rugby ball for $40 while watching the New England patriots. The main point was she had shown many flirting winks until her eyes were numb just to get Tom Brandy’s signature.

It was hard to buy it with even 1,000 RMB again.

Shui Miaomiao felt that she had shot herself in the foot.

Shen Mochen looked at Shui Miaomiao. He raised the edge of his lips and asked, “What is the matter? Can’t bear to give it up?”

“The main point is my…. My husband likes it. If I sell it for no reason, he will blame me,” said Shui Miaomiao with a smile as she stared at the rugby ball.

She was hoping he would do a good deed, giving it up.

“It doesn’t matter. Anyway, your husband is big-hearted. It is not a big deal, you could just buy a new one for him in Taobao again,” said Shen Mochen without the slightest pity as she walked out of the door.

Shui Miaomiao frowned. She felt as if a dozen llamas were stepping on her heart–she could just keep quiet and could not express her sadness.

“Shall I take you to the Heston Hotel?” asked Shen Mochen, leering at Shui Miaomiao.

“It’s okay, I have other things to do before I go,” Shui Miaomiao forced out a smile. Her smile was obviously not sincere. She was looking at the football with reluctance. Then she lowered her eyelids.

Shen Mochen took the ball calmly. He threw it on the back seat of his car and drove away.