Tempting You To Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey 20: I Put Up With You!

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Xi Muqiao didn’t drive his sw.a.n.ky Buggati Veyron but one lower-profile Bentley Mulsanne. Actually, this car wasn’t low-key at all, but this was his most low-key car.

As the hospital was not very far from Qiao Mu’s workplace, and it usually took her twenty minutes to walk there, she seldom took bus.

Xi Muqiao sat in the car behind Qiao Mu and kept following her. He watched Qiao Mu’s back, with his deep eyes full of love. Qiao Mu, carrying a faded bag, her hands in the pockets of her cotton-padded clothes, walked fast on the road.

It was obviously a luxury car, but Xi Muqiao drove it at the speed of a bicycle, which attracted the attention of almost all the pedestrians pa.s.sing by, who whispered that the driver must have got some problems with his brain. Nevertheless, he didn’t mind that at all, as he only had eyes for the little b.a.s.t.a.r.d in front of him.

The pretty and dainty figure s.h.i.+vered in the chilly wind and stopped to stamp on her frozen feet from time to time. Seeing that, Xi Muqiao was almost going to get off and carry her into the car. ‘Little b.a.s.t.a.r.d, now that she knows the weather is so cold, why doesn’t she wear enough clothes?’

In fact, Qiao Mu wore a lot of clothes, but due to her weak const.i.tution, her hands and feet always got cold in winter. Moreover, she only paid eighty yuan for the cotton-padded clothes, no wonder that it couldn’t be compared with the warm down coats.

Qiao Mu had a part-time job in the evening at a Starbucks next to the department store. She worked from half past six to half past nine and could make thirty yuan each hour, ninety yuan in total for each night. It was the easiest among her part-time jobs. She didn’t need to do heavy work, nor go here and there the whole day, so she was very satisfied with this job.

Qiao Mu put on her work clothes quickly, said h.e.l.lo to the maître, and then started to work. It was time for dinner, and there were many guests in the store.

After serving the guest in front of her, Qiao Mu walked quickly to the counter, wearing a professional smile, and greeted the guest with a nod, “Sir, what kind of coffee…” She suddenly stopped, with the words left stuck in her throat.

Qiao Mu’s eyes widened and blinked, “Er, Mister!” She was stunned. ‘What? The underworld boss still needs to buy coffee himself? What’s the purpose of having henchmen?’

A knee-length black coat carrying chill, coupled with his indifferent expression, made him look cool and tough. His formidable aura and handsome appearance appealed to the other guests in the store, who all turned around to see him.

He put two hundred yuan on the counter with his long and slender fingers gracefully, but his words made Qiao Mu get so angry that she itched to pat his face with the money.

“Two cups of mocha coffee. Bring them to my table fast!” After he said that, the man turned around and sat in a seat near the counter.

Qiao Mu restrained herself. No one would make life difficult for money, neither would Qiao Mu. So, she picked up the two hundred yuan, stuffed it into her pocket, sticking up her middle finger in mind, and murmured, “d.a.m.n it! It true that who has money is the boss! I put up with you.”

Then she held the ticket, went to the pick-up counter to fetch the coffee, and then walked to the table where the man sat at. He put the two cups on the table unmannerly, “Mister, as you do have hands and feet, why don’t you come there to fetch your coffee yourself? Haven’t you seen all the other people take their coffee themselves?”

“My girl is in front of me. Why would I fetch the coffee myself?” The man said as if it was a normal thing.

Hearing this, Qiao Mu was actually choked. What Xi Muqiao said was right. She had already sold herself to him at the price of five million yuan. If he didn’t mention that, she had already forgot. As she received five million yuan, helping him to take the coffee was really not a big deal.

The man looked up at the little b.a.s.t.a.r.d who wore a black suit, the corners of his mouth turning upward, and his smiling eyes full of admiration. ‘The little jerk in work clothes looks very professional.’

Xi Muqiao slightly raised his chin, “Sit down.”

Qiao Mu didn’t move, “Mister, I’m working.”

The man pulled out his wallet from his coat, took out five hundred yuan, slapped the bills on the table, and said again, “Sit down.”

Qiao Mu swallowed saliva and whispered in mind, ‘Qiao Mu, you must have backbone! You can’t yield for only five hundred yuan!’

She straightened up and answered toughly, “Don’t think that you can buy me off with five hundred yuan. I, Qiao Mu, am a girl of principle.”

Although she refused his demand, she still stared at the money on the table, and her longing eyes were on the verge of sparkling with green light. The corners of the man’s mouth curved, ‘Little b.a.s.t.a.r.d, even you said no, your body is very honest. I would like to wait and see how long you could hold out.’

The man slammed another five hundred yuan on the table; then he leaned back idly, with his long legs crossing, his back against the chair, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He repeated in a low but attractive voice, “Sit down.”

Qiao Mu gazed on the money. Her eyes were full of red hundred-RMB bills.

d.a.m.n it! This old b.a.s.t.a.r.d should use money to entice her! But she had already locked into money, so, what should she do? The annoying man really hit her soft spot.

Then, when Qiao Mu was hesitating how to tackle with this, two little well-armed boys came into her mind.

The little boy in favor of backbone said, “Qiao Mu, you must restrain yourself! Remember you have backbone and you can’t yield for scanty pay! If you gave in for only one thousand yuan, how cowardly you would be!”

The little boy preferred money said, “Qiao Mu, backbone means nothing. Can you feed yourself with backbone? Money is the most important. Opportunity seldom knocks twice!”

While Qiao Mu was considering, a big hand landed on the one thousand yuan and planned to withdraw the money. At this time, Qiao Mu panicked. The little boy in favor of backbone was hacked to death by the little boy of money with an axe, and Qiao Mu’s hands moved faster than her mind—her hands patted on the man’s big, long and slender hands; then she forced a smile, “Since you are sincere, I would like to sit down!”

d.a.m.n it! To h.e.l.l with the backbone! To h.e.l.l with the principle! Money is the most important! Money could make the mare go. It didn’t matter to sit down for a while.

Seeing Qiao Mu’s movements, Xi Muqiao was about to burst into laughter, but he needed to pretend to be serious in front of the little b.a.s.t.a.r.d. He suddenly discovered the little jerk’s greedy look was quite lovely.

Qiao Mu looked around and confirmed that the maître was not there; then she sat opposite the man, hurried to picked up the bills, folded them and put them into her trousers’ pocket, and whispered to the man, “Mister, where are your henchmen? Buying coffee is such a trivial thing, and do you still have to do it by yourself?”

The man was so haughty that he wouldn’t want to say one more word, “Yes.”

“And why do you buy two cups of coffee? Do you have an appointment with your friend?” Qiao Mu kept asking questions.

“I like drinking one cup and put one cup there, can’t I?” When Xi Muqiao was in high spirits, he always liked to bicker with the little b.a.s.t.a.r.d.

Qiao Mu got choked, and she actually didn’t know how to contradict him. After quite a while, she glanced at the man sat across the table, contempt gleaming in her eyes; then she responded in a casual tone, “Sure, after all you have so much money, you can buy all the coffee in our store.”

After saying that, she picked up one cup of the two. Her slender eyebrows frowned once she took a sip of the coffee.

In fact, she didn’t like drinking coffee at all. The coffee not only had a strange taste, but also was terribly expensive. It couldn’t be compared with water！

During the past ten minutes, except the time when she was choked by Xi Muqiao’s words, Qiao Mu kept chatting for the rest of the time, while the man, most of the time, just looked at the little b.a.s.t.a.r.d tenderly, with the corners of his mouth wearing a smile.

He liked to spend time alone with the little jerk. It seemed that he should carry out his plan in advance.