Mistress For The Billionaire Chapter 8

Fortunately, Jiang Hao didn’t make any trouble for her since then. Each time after they finished the job of joining in at a party, Jiang Hao would send her back home quietly, never mentioning the villa.

But Shen Mo didn’t understand one issue. Since his birthday, she was nervous to see someone―his wife. Nervous and a little excited, she was waiting. But the secret lady never appear.

She was guessing who the woman was. How could she be so tolerant? Suddenly a miserable cry scared her. She looked down to find Maomao, whose paws she had stepped on, and was now crying with pain.

Shen Mo was so sorry that she picked up the pet and softly petted its head, running upstairs.

“Su Ye, Su Ye, open the door. Maomao is hurt.”

Su Ye came out from the bathroom. He had just heard the cry of the pet then Shen Mo pushed his doorbell. Putting on a robe, he went to open the door.

Shen Mo panicked when she saw that blood showed from Maomao’s claws. She looked at Su Ye with anxiety. “What shall we do?”

Su Ye found the wound and examined them. “Take it in. I will go for the medicines.”

Su Ye hurried to bring a box with medicine. He carefully sterilized the cat's wound and put on some ointment. The cat trembled when the alcohol reached its wound, and even bigger cries continued.

Shen Mo felt like her heart was breaking, but the only thing she could do was to hold the cat tightly, in order to keep it steady. But her hands were also trembling.

When Su Ye finished the whole process, he took Maomao and put it into a wooden box house.

“Why do I think you are in more pain than Maomao?” Su Ye gave her a teasing smile.

Shen Mo realized her embarra.s.sment. “Eh . . . the poor kitty. I should have been more careful. . .”

“No need to feel regret. It is naughty and always runs out at night. Such a tiny one like it is, n.o.body would see it.”

Shen Mo laughed when she heard the master’s explanation. “Hey, this is your pet, and you apologize to me and try to comfort me?”

“Such a beauty as you, I can’t blame you.” Though the sentence was a little playful, he spoke in an elegant manner. Shen Mo didn’t know how he possessed this kind of quality.

In fact, she felt like she was a little attracted by this quality.

This short time of distraction allowed Shen Mo to sneak a peek at his chest. He was still nearly bare-chested, with some drops of water from his wet hair. The white robe covered a bodybuilder's physique. The muscles on his chest showed her that he exercised quite often and he was strong. This special quality, combined with his male intelligence, was so charming.

When she woke up from these thoughts, Shen Mo’s face was already red. She blamed herself in heart.

She didn’t know Su Ye was also appreciating her coy att.i.tude and was smiling in a charming manner.

“Mr. Su, do you have anything drink?” She was trying to cover her awkwardness.

Su Ye returned an understanding smile. “I have some fresh juice. Do you want to have some?” Before finis.h.i.+ng this, Su Ye was already going into the kitchen to get a cup of juice for her.

“You squeeze fruit juice yourself?” Shen Mo was curious. Her life circle was not big. When she was young, the burdensome life tired her out. If she got an idea in mind, oftentimes she never had a chance to try it. And now, Jiang Hao had made her circle smaller, and there was no need to do this kind of task by herself.

“Yes, I formed this habit when I was abroad.” Su Ye shrugged.

This answer surprised her, and she asked curiously. “You have been to other countries?”

“Yes. In fact, I just came back for a little while.”

“Oh, so, you must have found a good job? Oversea talents are mostly welcomed.” But she knew he spent most of his time at home, so this made her confused.

However, Su Ye didn’t give her an immediate answer. He stared at her eyes. and then asked with another smile, “You drank some wine tonight?”

Shen Mo was surprised again and her eyebrows twisted. The bosses around Jiang Hao tonight were so annoying and had tried their best to toast to her. She had no way to avoid them, but to drink with them. But Jiang Hao didn’t realize she had so many. How could Su Ye sense this?

“Don't be surprised. I have studied wines. Did you drink Pinot Noir?”

Later, after some time, she found she had been so naive. How could an oversea talent study wines? Especially those expensive wines used in the banquets? He could tell the name of the label merely by the smell.

The only reason for this was that he must be familiar with those kinds of environments, and knowing their convention of using wines.

“You know them well,” she replied with a polite smile.

“Wait a moment, let me make a soup to help sober you up.”

“It is late at night. . . No need. . .” Not given time to refuse, Su Ye had already gone to the kitchen. She smiled to herself and accepted. The man looked gentle, but domineering, in fact.

The noise of him moving the dinnerware and tools came out from the kitchen. Shen Mo took this opportunity to look around. This room was in the same type with her. But the contents in it were totally different.

Her apartment was luxurious, but Su Ye’s was complete, with all kinds of life facilities.