“Criminal” Break Through The Window: Hubby, Please Spare Me - Chapter 23

Chapter 23: Perform Well, Then

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Shui Miaomiao knew the diner was a set up for those who were invited, and her heart sank.

She knew she was doomed.

Shen Mochen elegantly turned around.

Shui Miaomiao grasped Shen Mochen’s arm anxiously.

Shen Mochen stopped and glanced at the thin white fingers that were holding on his arm. He looked at Shui Miaomiao lazily and asked, “What’s the matter?”

Shui Miaomiao pursed her lips and looked at him with crystal eyes.

Even the Legendary General, Han Xin, could endure the humiliation of crawling between the legs of the butcher just to survive.

What was wrong with bending a little for 10,000 RMB?

Even Jesus said, bow down in an appropriate time, to survive.

When she thought of this, Shui Miaomiao softened the look in her eyes, she lowered her voice and said, “I do not have the money.”

Even she did not realize the gentleness when she said that. Her tone of voice was soft and had a little hint of love in it.

Shen Mochen showed a meaningful smile, then said in a deep voice, “Perform well, then.”

Then he turned and walked towards the private room.

Shui Miaomiao hung her head down hopelessly. She puffed out a deep breath after bulging her cheek.

Perform well?

Perform what?

She wanted to cry, but she couldn’t.

If she knew this was going to happen, she would have been firm and refused to attend this dinner for sure. She would have been able to stop the situation where she was precariously situated like an egg on the edge of a table being slaughtered by others.

Shui Miaomiao was the last to enter the VIP room.

Shen Mochen sat on the main seat at the table.

On his left was the big boss of Ouxiang Flooring Company. Next to the big boss was Beauty Zhang. Next to Beauty Zhang was a bald guy. There was an empty seat beside the bald guy, leaving space for serving the food. Then, there was Beauty Li and Shen Mochen’s assistance. Next to them were two empty seats.

Shui Miaomiao went in. She wanted to sit next to Shen Mochen’s assistant at first, which seemed like less pressure.

However, the assistant’s gaze met Shen Mochen’s deep eyes.

A faint smile that seemed to be unfriendly was shown on his face. It was calm with an arrogant aura, making others have to yield to the atmosphere.

Shui Miaomiao recalled what he said. Perform well.

She was so numb that she could only sit next to him obediently.

Shen Mochen smiled and seemed satisfied with her choice of place. He took the wine in the middle of the table, leaned over, and poured some into her glass.

He was very close to her.

She could see the perfect outline of his face at a 45-degree angle.

He didn’t seem to smoke cigarettes. So, he had a crisp and refreshing scent like the sun shining on the grass.

The fingers holding the wine bottle were perfectly built and elegant.

Shui Miaomiao could not help thinking of that night.

That man had a pair of fingers that could make a woman go crazy and lead her to the highest peak.

Shui Miaomiao blushed.

“What are you thinking about?” asked Shen Mochen, leering at her.

Shui Miaomiao cleared her throat. She couldn’t just say she was thinking about the unique function of his fingers.

She looked at him and saw he was x-raying her, and her mouth went dry. She took the wine he poured and swallowed it in one gulp. After calming down, she said, “Nothing.”

“Heh,” Shen Mochen chuckled and put his right hand behind her chair, his body naturally leaning closer to hers.

Shui Miaomiao felt his breath was too close as if he was trying to gather her up into him. It was cramped. She moved her butt a little, moving her body a little forward.

But she still could feel that doughty aura of Shen Mochen, mastering the momentum of the whole meal.

The big boss was the first to speak. He smiled and raised his glass to Shen Mochen, “President Shen, I will toast this glass for you, and thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend this dinner.”

“You are welcome,” replied Shen Mochen simply, as he elegantly held the bottom of the glass, and drank a small sip from it.