Secret Crush novel Chapter 41

The air filled with millet congee rippled in every corner of an European style apartment.

Leila was sitting on the sofa, with a newspaper in her hands. Sitting at the opposite table, Max took a glance at her, and then indifferently turned his eyes to look calm.

On the newspaper, a charming smile appeared on Bertha's face. Leila's eyes became bright. It was just the beginning. She didn't know whether Bertha could stand it or not.

The sly smile at the corners of her mouth was seen by somebody else. Sitting on the chair of the financial newspaper in his hands, Max said in an indifferent tone, "the land in the suburb is ready for other work. From tomorrow on, you go to supervise the work."

Leila was stupefied at his words. If he hadn't brought it up, she would have almost forgotten it. The Max had said that as long as the farm was on track, she would hold 40% of the shares. It was her first investment, and she was bound to succeed.

Leila cleared her throat and said, "if I have any idea, could I just tell you?"

"Yes," said Max calmly, after taking a graceful bite of the porridge

The look in Leila's eyes became more bright, and she added, "can you just do as I say?"

Max didn't lift her eyes and simply replied, "you have to get my consent first."

Leila pursed her lips. She had to asked for Max's permission. So did she have any other opinions?

Max seemed to sense her difference, and he said indifferently, "if your thoughts are good, I will agree."

"Okay."

Leila gave a bright response. She knew the man in front of her. She looked at him and walked gloomily to the dining table. While eating breakfast silently, Max asked, "did you do that about Bertha?"

Leila's body trembled. After getting along with him for so many days, she knew him well. He had always been disgusted with women's scheming and thinking. Her gestures were so rigid that she could not feel his anger, but she still held her breath.

"Enough is enough."

Max said indifferently. She took him as a leverage for her own benefits, so it was natural for him to get angry. Leila pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I see."

Max put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, and then stood up. Under the astonished gaze of Leila, he walked up to her, raised her chin with his slender fingers, and forced her to look at him. A few words were uttered from a pair of angular thin lips, especially cold.

"Remember not to be smart."