Mistress For The Billionaire Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Maomao Their dinner was over. Although they didn't have a lot of words in the dinner time, this dinner still could be said to have a warm atmosphere. Mo also enjoyed it some. Jiang Hao seemed to be interested still, so Mo had to drink a few more. She thought it was possible to stay with him overnight, but she did not expect it when Jiang Hao stood up after dinner and said coolly, "Let me send you back." She was surprised, and didn't know what to say. She quietly followed him out to the car. The fresh evening wind blew on her flushed face, making her feel so comfortable. She looked out of the window. The scenery on the street changed, and she began to think of her life, which was also  as unpredictable as the scenes, not knowing what would be in the next corner. She spent her life chasing after things, grew tired with them, and then went searching for the next cycle, like the car. Only, when she was out of power, could she  stop by the side of a road. Mo became drowsy and nearly nodded off. Suddenly she was broke from her sleepiness by an urgent jolting of brakes. This was the first time Mo felt he had sent her back was too quick. In the past, when Jiang Hao sent her home, she was counting the minutes she must endure. She looked out the window. "Here we are. Good night!" The fourth time, right? Jiang Hao made an exception. He had prepared a candlelight dinner, stayed with her for her birthday, and had not gotten angry at her when she questioned him, and, by the end, he even said goodnight warmly to her. "You too. Good night." When she got out of the car lightly, she had some joy. At least, until she saw the car drive away. She turned back her eyes and went to the entrance of the building. Within a few steps, however, she b.u.mped into a tall man. "What a coincidence? Have you just returned? " "Well, yes." In fact, most of the community knew that she went out early and came back late. So when Su Ye suddenly asked her this question, Mo was a little bit unprepared. In order to cover up her embarra.s.sment, she asked back, "Why is Mr. Su going out when it is so late?" "Oh, due to my Maomao. Today it is being naughty. I bought it a can of fish for the night, but it didn't eat it, and now I must run out to somewhere to find another suitable food." Mo didn’t get it. Su Ye got this and explained further, "Maomao is a kitten I am raising." “Oh, that’s it." Mo suddenly understood and she nodded.   At this moment, a fuzzy white thing ran up to stop at Su Ye's feet. "Little fuzzy, why are you running around in the middle of the night? Did you go out to find a boyfriend, hmm?" Su Ye squatted down, and holding up the white thing from the ground with hands, he smiled at it. While he teasing it, he rubbed it with his fingers. The small white thing meowed incessantly. Mo did not expect Su Ye's Maomao was so small, and when it curled up, it was only as big as a football. The cat was so cute.   What she found funny was that a man as tall as Su Ye even bent down to tease a kitten, and it seemed he didn’t want to stop. This action, done by such a handsome man, was very attractive, and she would not remove her eyes.   Su Ye suddenly turned around and smiled at Mo. "Miss Shen, let me introduce you; this is my Maomao. Would you like to say h.e.l.lo to her?" Su Ye seemed to have seen the interest Mo had for the fuzzy animal.   Mo hesitated, staring at Su Ye's brilliant smile, and she finally squatted down slowly, and took over Maomao from Su Ye's slim hands. She gently touched its small head with her slender fingers. Maomao seemed to have a sense of her kindness, and it became silent, with its eyes moving around, looking at  Mo.   Mo laughed. "How lovely it is! How long have you been keeping it? Can it understand us when we speak? " Su Ye looked deeply at Mo, and his eyes flashed when she smiled, and he nearly forgot to answer her question for a while. "Mr. Su?" she said, turning her head toward him in doubt. Su Ye returned to his mind, and he secretly laughed at himself. "Oh, Miss Shen, Maomao has been with me for three months. As to if it understands us, this little thing is really eccentric and clever." “Mr. Su loves pets?” "Well, sometimes pets can bring energy to people." Mo looked at Su Ye in a different way. "When I first saw Mr. Su, I thought you were indifferent. I didn't think that you were not only talkative, but also had a loving heart." Su Ye's mind was touched slightly because of this comment. But on the surface he was calm still. He smiled lightly. "Miss Shen, do you want to come visit us?" "Oh, no, it's too late." Mo stood up and carefully handed Maomao back into Su Ye's hands. "Your cat is very cute, but I should go home." Looking at her back as she walked way, Su Ye’s smile froze on his face. He held Maomao in his arms, forgetting to move. Mo had been ready for attention, but she did not expect such attention. When Mo arrived at the office the next day, she was surrounded by a couple of people, and it seemed that the promotion of her as the a.s.sistant to the president was already known by many. Zhang Panpan's sharp voice rose above the others. "Great! I said Mo was a choosy one. With so many young men showing her favors, she didn’t moved a bit. Now we all know her goal. But how could a sparrow take the position of a phoenix? Let’s wait and see." After that, Zhang Panpan swung her waist and twisted her b.u.t.t in a flirty way, as if she was s.e.xy. "You are right. I think that even if she flies up to the highest branch, a sparrow is still a sparrow." Hearing Zhang Panpan's words, another loud voice in the crowd dared to echo. Stepping in, Cheng Xiaoya saw the scene and stomped her feet. Although she didn't know exactly what had happened, she was sure that Mo was being humiliated by others again. Zhang Panpan, this shrewish woman!   But before Cheng Xiaoya squeezed through the crowd, the sound of Mo's voice was heard. "A sparrow on a high branch is much better than those which can only chirp on the ground!" Mo's voice was loud and persuading, making all the people around her quiet down.   Cheng Xiaoya was also stunned by her words. But soon she returned to being joyful. Mo had finally learned to fight back. Cheng Xiaoya thought this was a good phenomenon. But she did not know that Mo, at this time, was very vexed. How could she be annoyed by such a moment and then become negative? Now she had become their target. How she regretted for her rushed movement.   Mo was agitated as she came through the crowd, and rushed into the elevator and pressed for the top floor. Since the situation was already messed up by her, then just let it be.