Mistress For The Billionaire Chapter 3

 “Everybody's lucky today! The latest planner timeline is not a pressing issue, so there may not be a need to work overtime. Everyone can go home early," the department director suddenly announced as Mo and Cheng Xiaoya chatted.

Cheng Xiaoya listened, and quickly raised her head. "Oh, my G.o.d! We're d.a.m.n lucky! Hey, Mo, did you say it was your sheep that liberated the whole flock?" As she asked, she jumped up from the copywriter and began to pack her bag.

"Xiaoya! Watch out or someone else will hear." Mo stared at Xiaoya in blame. This girl was all good, but had a mouth that couldn't stop. But there was nothing she could do about it. For example, she always called her Shen Mo from the primary school, so Mo really didn't know why she still insisted on calling her full name, but Cheng Xiaoya didn't want to correct it.

"All right, I got it. I'm going to the hospital first. You just . . .  Oh. " Cheng Xiaoya made a face as she readied to leave the office.

Watching the back of Xiaoya, Mo's smiling face sank into a sigh. The planning department had always worked overtime. The days of not working overtime in one year were easy to count. This was his arrangement, done deliberately, so what was the matter?

In fact, every time she went to the villa, she would think a lot about it, which seemed to have become a habit, and this time it was even worse. Jiang Hao had always been an enigmatic person, and she had to make every effort to guess what he was thinking.

When Mo nervously opened the villa gate, she was ushered into a room of darkness, which made her feel more uneasy and confused. Why not turned on the light? She had to carefully grope around from memory to reach the porch, trying to turn on the light.

At this point, however, she heard a slight noise in the room. Mo's hand shrunk back and trembled. Jiang Hao's villa was impossible to enter for a thief, so what was that?

While Mo was in doubt, the desk in the hall lit up in a flash. With this light, she looked at Jiang Hao's resolute face. She didn't know whether it was an illusion or real. She unexpectedly saw in Jiang Hao's face a trace of softness.

"Scared?" By candlelight, Jiang Hao slowly walked to stand in front of Mo. Although his voice was not gentle, it was a lot more peaceful than usual, and there was no customary hostility.

Mo settled her composure, quickly replaced her high heels, and lifted her head up to Jiang Hao with sweet smile on her lips. "A little." You couldn't lie in front of Jiang Hao, although being with him was a big lie in itself.

Jiang Hao did not reply, and just took Mo's hand, leading her gently back to the table, and like a gentleman, pulled out her seat for her.

To tell the truth, although this year of being Jiang Hao's mistress had been undeniable, they were also normal occurrence in their abnormal relations. There were few opportunities to act like this and kindly sitting down to eat a meal together. Mo looked at the table of rich Western food, and her heart couldn't help but hesitate more. Finally, she couldn't help but look up at Jiang Hao.

"Is this a special day today?"

Jiang Hao opened the wine that had been prepared for the two of them, and almost unconsciously answered Mo: "Today is my birthday."

Hearing the word of birthday, Mo's heart did not quake for a moment. She still remembered the day of Jiang Hao's birthday last year, not long after she was with him, and perhaps because of the freshness or perhaps the initial excitement of their relations.h.i.+p, and they had a pa.s.sionate encounter in the office.

Usually at these moments, Jiang Hao was nearly motionless, but during work times, he answered a phone call and said was his birthday. Jiang Hao immediately reacted, and without saying a word, took the car key, and rushed out.

Mo began to think that maybe his birthday was a party. The birthday person couldn't be present, after all, and Jiang Hao was not a typical person. This celebration with his business partners was also a normal thing. But later, she did not hear from Jiang Hao about things of his birthday party. What else could there be?

But in the end, did it matter? Mo understood that the birthday day for Jiang Hao was important—it was very important. So now Jiang Hao had not only carefully prepared a candlelight dinner, but also  decided to spend his birthday with her. This made her feel flattered. Did that mean she was really close to success? At the thought of this, a rush of excitement flooded Mo's mind.

Involuntarily, Mo hurriedly raised a gla.s.s, facing Jiang Hao. She said, "Cheers! I am honored to accompany you through this year's birthday, and wish you a happy birthday!"

Jiang Hao looked at her questioningly and drank up the gla.s.s, and then quietly said, "Well? Are you having a bad birthday with me? Today I gave up my wife and son for you. "

Initially, Mo was excited, but in hearing this sentence, she was completely stunned! Gave up his wife? Abandoned his son? What did that mean? She looked closely into Jiang Hao's eyes.

But Jiang Hao didn't seem to feel her confusion as bowed his head and cut into his steak.

Mo was also aware of her own mistake, and she immediately resumed quietly eating the meal. A year had already pa.s.sed, so there was no reason to be in a hurry at this moment. Jiang Hao was too difficult to figure out, so she must be very cautious.

On such a quiet night in the soft candlelight, the two each ate, and the only sounds were those of the knives and forks. The sounds of the knives and forks touching the plates was strange.

Mo was thinking of how to break such an awkward situation. Jiang Hao spoke first, saying, "Tomorrow you will move to my office."

"Why?" She almost blurted this out, and she immediately regretted it. Jiang Hao did not allow others to question him, but it was already out of her mouth.

But unexpectedly, this time Jiang Hao did not have the slightest anger in his tone. He merely added, "From tomorrow on, you are promoted to the position of president's a.s.sistant."

Now she was really bewildered. Jiang Hao had broken too many typical characteristics today, but he also wanted to promote her? She wanted to know what the man was thinking. But knowing that she could never guess, she could only respond in a dull voice with a simply, "Okay."

But she felt uneasy in her heart. She was not yet fully certain whether Jiang Hao had been in love with her during their time together, even if she had feelings, and she couldn't guarantee how deep his love was. She didn't know whether to was enough to let herself complete the plan. And now, Jiang Hao suddenly wanted to promoted her. He could have said it to let her be seen to advance, and this, to her, seemed not to be a good thing. She could only pray in her heart that all these showed Jiang Hao showed her tonight was to prove he really had affection for her.